<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:26:58.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starbo</title><subtitle type='html'>just for fun</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-5388229556227797391</id><published>2007-05-31T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:14:23.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANK YOU, FATHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Father, for all You have given me,&lt;br /&gt;much more than I could even count.&lt;br /&gt;For sunlight that streams into my window&lt;br /&gt;and warms my weary heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For moonlight on the nights I called out to You&lt;br /&gt;and let You wash away my tears.&lt;br /&gt;For people who love me when I seem most unlovable&lt;br /&gt;but when I need their love the most.&lt;br /&gt;For giving them the grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For holding my heart when it is trembling.&lt;br /&gt;For being that guiding Light when I am lost in the&lt;br /&gt;dark, with nowhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;For caring enough to send the very best.&lt;br /&gt;For the peace that my prayers are answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the power you give to such a weak soul as mine&lt;br /&gt;when I reach out and touch you.&lt;br /&gt;When I say "Dear God..." and You flow through me&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly everything makes sense again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For taking away the confusion when my heart is&lt;br /&gt;aching and when I do not understand.&lt;br /&gt;For soothing the fears that plague me so I can&lt;br /&gt;hardly move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For putting a smile on my face and laughter in my&lt;br /&gt;heart at the strangest times.&lt;br /&gt;For music which causes my very soul to sing&lt;br /&gt;and soar on the clouds towards You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For eyes to see the beauty of Your world,&lt;br /&gt;each towering tree and misty sunset, each smiling face.&lt;br /&gt;For voices which communicate love.&lt;br /&gt;To a heart so dry and hungering, they are like water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being the foremost of those voices, Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and the One who causes the rest to sing.&lt;br /&gt;For the thrill of a new idea.&lt;br /&gt;For the sweet serenity of a prayer answered, a&lt;br /&gt;sweetness I hold close to me like a treasure, and&lt;br /&gt;I say "My God loves me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For loving me enough to not answer all my prayers.&lt;br /&gt;For wisdom to know what's best for me,&lt;br /&gt;and the never-ending love to always dispose it.&lt;br /&gt;For miracles, and the joy of knowing You ever deeper.&lt;br /&gt;For loving me in the midst of my sin and bestowing blessings&lt;br /&gt;I could never deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the peace that enfolds me&lt;br /&gt;with the simple knowledge that&lt;br /&gt;"Jesus cares."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For having the awesome power to move even the most&lt;br /&gt;formidable mountains.&lt;br /&gt;Mountains against which I struggle and rage and&lt;br /&gt;cry, they are too big for me and I stand defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But You who made the stars and the earth and all&lt;br /&gt;the heavens can move them with the snap of a&lt;br /&gt;finger. And leave me awe-struck with nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;but bow down to You majesty&lt;br /&gt;with "Praise the Lord!" on my lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you say,&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not through with you yet, my child.&lt;br /&gt;Show me the next mountain..."&lt;br /&gt;For the great adventure of a life lived with You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You for being there when my spirit cries&lt;br /&gt;For wiping the tears away from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;For holding my heart close&lt;br /&gt;For loving me when I need it the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For touching me with moonlight&lt;br /&gt;When I call out to You in the empty night&lt;br /&gt;For the stars and the peace and for my tears&lt;br /&gt;And the feeling of You that surrounds me, soothing my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the times when You have sustained me&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't even know it was You,&lt;br /&gt;too blind to see that over all I do&lt;br /&gt;is the guiding touch of Your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus, thank you for allowing me to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-5388229556227797391?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5388229556227797391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5388229556227797391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5388229556227797391' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-8610159548105471118</id><published>2007-05-11T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T23:10:00.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i love rascal flatts! their songs have nice lyrics. and of course "what hurts the most", the class' favourite emo song! courtesy of jeslin :) hoho still rmb that time we went to east coast park... we just played that song on speakers and all the girls started bouncing to the music, right in front of a bike shop (which was playing its own music haha)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea their songs have nice lyrics! though the melodies are all roughly samesame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song! the lyrics can make you cry. ellsworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma burned the biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Nearly took the house down with her.&lt;br /&gt;Now she's in assisted livin'&lt;br /&gt;We all knew that day would come.&lt;br /&gt;We knew she was to gone to drive&lt;br /&gt;The day she parked on I-65.&lt;br /&gt;Found her on the shoulder cryin'&lt;br /&gt;She didn't know where she was.&lt;br /&gt;Its like her mind just quit.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but bring up grandpa-&lt;br /&gt;its like someone flipped a switch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A front porch light and a blue Desota,&lt;br /&gt;Couple a straws and a coca cola:&lt;br /&gt;You can see it all goin' down.&lt;br /&gt;A handsome boy in army green&lt;br /&gt;A tear on his face- down on a knee,&lt;br /&gt;Shaky voice- a diamond ring should put you in that town.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she won't remember what she did today,&lt;br /&gt;But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas, 1948.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She takes out his medals,&lt;br /&gt;A cigar box of letters.&lt;br /&gt;Sits and scatters pictures,&lt;br /&gt;Black and whites of days gone by.&lt;br /&gt;We started losin' her when she lost him,&lt;br /&gt;But to hear her carry on you'd swear she's seventeen again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football games and leaves a'cracklin'&lt;br /&gt;Walkin' her home in his letter jacket,&lt;br /&gt;You can see it all goin' down.&lt;br /&gt;A perfect night on a front porch glider,&lt;br /&gt;Saying goodnight for the next 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Her tired eyes glow wild and bright&lt;br /&gt;When she talks about that town.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she won't remember what she did today,&lt;br /&gt;But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas 1948.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the world is fading all around her&lt;br /&gt;Sharin' a sundae at the counter&lt;br /&gt;He's goin' on and on about her&lt;br /&gt;But she's right there right now&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow she won't remember what she did today&lt;br /&gt;But just ask her about Ellsworth, Kansas 1948&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and others! like "stand" and "my wish" and "He ain't the leavin' kind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-8610159548105471118?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/8610159548105471118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/8610159548105471118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#8610159548105471118' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-788884394499040028</id><published>2007-04-02T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:13:16.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was april fool's day. grin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha didn't plan anything! mmm next year should put in more effort in tricking people! but hoho managed to trick tink! a bit la. but hahahaha! and man i remember in sec3... during april fool's. sandy and i planned this awesome scheme to fool rachel! haha we were such meanopokks! yea i think we planned it during philo haha! yes anyway we pretended that we got into a fight during philo! (cos rachel was in the other half of the class) and then throughout the rest of the day we were daoing each other... whenever rachel asked what happened we would just growl "you ask her la!" and poor rachel was caught in the middle looking so troubled! hahahaha but it was super funny! cos whenever i looked back where sandy was sitting we would start laughing and i would have to turn away before rachel noticed :) and! it was so planned that we even got our classmates to act as if something really happened! haha so she would ask other classmates in our half of the class, and they would shake their heads. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh good times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't remember how she found out that we were fooling her though! haha but ahhh miss fooling around with sandy. and we were supposed to shoot our music video! titanic and boulevard of broken dreams! emo people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in rg we would always come up with sth to fool the teachers... i think 401 once swapped classes with 402 during ss lesson or sth... and we would all hide in cupboards! yea in sec3 i was hiding in a cupboard, then when my ss teacher came in i came out and rah-ed at her. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohman i miss rg. carefree times! esp in sec2 and 3 hoho! singing maroon5 songs with mel, fighting with drumsticks every morning, pngteh hamper for august babies, nice long talks after school with dino and rachel, making dino laugh her head off during rs meetings (driving her up the wall!).... ahhhhhhhhhhhh i miss rg. great times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this post is nostalgic! but it isnt sad :) happy memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes and writing letters to kiddo! hahaha at one point in time we went crazy and started writing and passing each other 5 letters a day or sth... after every class lol! and also writing each other super long letters! think i wrote her an exercise book once... and this really long paper thing that unrolled and was taller than her! that was in sec3... hohoho :) and comics about calamari and penguins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice memories make me smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but stuff have changed now. still! i love my friends. wanna catch up wanna catch up wanna catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now in rj! hahaha i love my class. not really close to them, but i think its one of the best classes around. and i'm really really really glad i'm in 08S03R! the character and personality of the class is just so... nice and right somehow. looking at other classes which have their own character, hahaha i really love S03R. indescribable, but nice. mmm dunno whether i'll be attached to rj by the end of 2years, but we'll see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm today during math class. i'm glad for my form teacher as well. he used to be dj's form teacher! he's a good guy. and i like his math lessons, very clear! yea he invited the class over to his house on good friday, to join his cell for dinner. ohmannnn when i heard that i was :)! then jiening and mandy said cannot, cos they're inviting the class to go cornerstone on good friday for planetshakers! and when i heard that i was !!!! started bouncing in my chair hahahaha! ahhh i want both. but :) yay anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho and geog is done! finished! finito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;volcanoes... man they are so powerful. so so powerful. and volcanic ash released in the stratosphere causes brilliant sunsets and twilights! red, streaks of green even. i wanna see... but it causes so much destruction. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i grow up i wouldnt mind being a philosopher. or a geographer, going around countries and helping people. yea i think i would like that quite alot. so many people in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool. philosopher. geographer. cool. philographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. hope everyone has been doing well yea? if things get too stressing or anything and if you need someone, can come find me! not sure if i'm adequate though. haha take care you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm so many things to learn, attitudes to change, bondages to get over! really so many things to learn. bit by bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE EVERYONE! :D show me your pretty teeth! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah this is a rare happy post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-788884394499040028?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/788884394499040028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/788884394499040028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#788884394499040028' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-5822777460519280264</id><published>2007-04-01T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:24:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh Lord, I praise You and lift up Your name. Sometimes, I am just overwhelmed and feel so helpless. Problems, circumstances, challenges, burdens for loved ones, concerns for the body of Christ...an overloaded mind, just push me to my mental and physical limits. But You, Oh Mighty One and Light of the World, are there to remind me to let go of all that. You ARE the light that shines in the darkness, my hope, my comfort, my peace, my sustainer, my caretaker. I just want to thank YOU today for that. I don't stop often enough to reflect on You and to appreciate You. You are worthy of honor and praise. I love You and thank You for everything. In Jesus' name, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so accurate, apt. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea and these prayers are from a daily devotional called prime time with God. if you want it and cannot find it, tell me, i forward it to you! yea its very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-5822777460519280264?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5822777460519280264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5822777460519280264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#5822777460519280264' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-5336281916563580471</id><published>2007-03-26T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:02:53.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha this is an important post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. these few days have been absolutely horrible. but... there are parts which have been better than what i've had in ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's finally starting to sink in that people care and love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa. haha many thanks to tink peiling yunxi waiian ben tiff ruth yuanting(though i doubt she'll see this haha)... for all the love and for caring and everything! every sms counts :) seriously i realise that these few days e smses i've received from them are super sweet and happying! really grateful for them haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and God... though i still feel like i can't see Him, don't understand Him, don't know Him... thankYou so much for chasing me down. and for moments like those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh still frustrating!!! but! there's hope :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thankyou friends :) take care all! esp xiaolongpao! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-5336281916563580471?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5336281916563580471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5336281916563580471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5336281916563580471' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-5268345275396437819</id><published>2007-03-09T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T01:38:41.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha things are getting better :) today was a pretty happy day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because!&lt;br /&gt;1. it was second orientation! no lessons hahaha. somemore thurs are usually long days...&lt;br /&gt;2. my ki and econs tests were SETTLED. NO MORE!&lt;br /&gt;3. i like my og. it has nice people. and today was relaxing. slack. i like. yay.&lt;br /&gt;4. jeslin yiliang minqi are STAYING! yayy! hahahaha this one really made me happy. if they didnt get in i would be very sad. haha but they did! and yayy its just very happy-ing! for various reasons also. but :D&lt;br /&gt;5. things are getting better spiritually. i think a bit little by little. its still very ahhh but its slowly slowly littlebitty getting better. still unstable but! still getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yea i'm glad to be in rj. feel quite blessed actually. think its quite cool to be in a raffles school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i miss juniors alot. OHYES! the day they came to rj... tuesday! for vic's birthday! hahaha mannn i miss juniors soooo much! hanging out and talking and all... ahhh juniors make me smile :) wanted to go with them and hang out somemore at j8 but in the end i didnt. haha. but! mon tues wed next week is march camp! yayy so fun! hopehopehope i can go. then can mix with the little sec1s! and talk and have fun with the other juniors! mingleminglemingle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols are coming... got holiday homework!&lt;br /&gt;- geog essay thingy&lt;br /&gt;- math assignment thing&lt;br /&gt;- KI; coming up with "x"&lt;br /&gt;- have to revise work ahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how much i'll actually do in the holidays man. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm. i need God. sometimes its tough though, cos it feels like you are on the wrong track, and God's not doing anything... and its frustrating cos then the lies start coming up, and those get you down. and all you feel like you can do is splash helplessly in the water. but! hmm yea there are so many promises for those who trust in Him... trusting in His character. and He is worthy of our trust i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. struggling is tiring. haha yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha heyy juniors i'm missing you all loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah!:&lt;br /&gt;God, I have heard that you are never late, seldom early, but always on time. When I think back through the experiences of my life, I can see the truth in that statement. Thank you for always being on time. Thank you for the lessons you have taught me through waiting, through suffering, through the storms and valleys and for your faithfulness always. Thank you for the rays of sun that peaked through the clouds in the way of a praying spirit and helping hand from other Christians. Thank you for the sun that shone brightly after the storms and cloudy days, and for your son who is my sun and shield, the Lord Jesus Christ. If you had always been on my time schedule, I wouldn't have learned much in life, so I am thankful that you are always on time according to your schedule. I praise you for who you are and all you've done. May I be found worthy in your sight through the blood of the Savior. In His name I pray, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-5268345275396437819?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5268345275396437819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/5268345275396437819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#5268345275396437819' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-8126641338464444451</id><published>2007-03-03T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T00:17:56.308+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"God, I've learned about how Jesus turned water into wine at that wedding in Cana. All Mary did was to present the problem to Him. She did not ask for Him to do anything specifically. She just said "we have no wine." Jesus stepped in and knew what to do. Lord, I come to You and lift up the people who are heavy on my heart. You know that they "have no wine." I am not telling You what I want You do do. I am just acknowledging the need. You know what to do. You are all-knowing and all powerful. You can heal. You can change the course of things. You can provide any need. You can do anything. I know that anything You do will be the better solution than anything I can think of. Please take these burdens...and work it all out as I know You can. Thank You for Your loving and merciful acts. I praise You, God, in the name of Jesus. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mmm. i've got stuff i'm struggling with. and rah this dog-eat-dog world is getting to me. its very hard to genuinely consider other's needs before your own... and the stress to do sth well, to make sure everything's fine on your side first before looking out for people... I DON'T LIKE IT. wonder how to manage it. nooooooooo. ahhhhhhh. itspossible. okayokay. pray for me yes? and i feel bad asking for prayer requests when i myself am unwilling to put other's needs before mine. ohwells i learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no. i can't let the world sweep me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking to juniors is nice. love it when i go back and see familiar people i'm comfortable with, who i can talk to and just relax. its different in rj, even with close friends. ahhhh somehow there's this sense of guardedness. like ultimately if the going gets tough, everyone will be watching out for themselves. not saying its everyone, there are still a few people who you know you can trust. but sigh. i'm becoming like what i don't like. watching out for myself before others. i don't like it. i reallyreally don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rah. this sounds very emo right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NONONO. hil's got God. its possible to still genuinely want to bless others! there is hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's got to be a difference between those who wear a cross on their neck and those who don't. where is it? sighsigh i've got a long way to go. am not gonna be going anywhere on my own strength. boooo still so much to learn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for all those out there who are struggling... will be praying. God remembers you, all your struggles and experiences and rah-situations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha guess what song is playing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;praise Him in the storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-8126641338464444451?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/8126641338464444451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/8126641338464444451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html#8126641338464444451' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-116956379369559013</id><published>2007-01-23T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T22:49:53.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well! hahaha longlong time never blog. okay this shall be a random stuff kinda post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RJ has been fun. not in the particularly funfun kinda way, but it just feels fun. yea esp orientation with og and all... haha all the og outings (think i missed half of them though lol!), eating pizza every single day... breakfast lunch tea dinner haha! yea but i got fun people in my og! go swakus! and o'nite was cool. not the skits, but the last part where they lighted this thingy... and the fire travelled up and lit the word L'audeamus up... and there were j3s watching from the sciencelab blocks... hahaha and we got our badges! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and i dunno why, i like RJ. i just like it. i like the pe shirt, i like the track, i LOVE the campus, i love the skies over the campus (really the skies are whoo!), i like the system of lectures and tutorials, i like the canteen food (hahaha love their beer, everyone's favourite drink!), i like my class, i like my OG, i like the fact that i still see people from RG around so we can just catch up and talk, i like floorball, i like going home, i like how one can just strike up a conversation with people you've never seen in your life (but maybe thats just for now la), and i like how RJ cares for its students. really. how they let the students develop themselves, letting them take any subject they wanna take (as long as it fulfills requirements), paying for focus on the family workshops for us... yea i like RJ so far :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selffars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really glad too for secondary school friends. pngteh batchies classmates... haha makes school a much happier place! must treasure your secondary school friends! its just a really nice feeling after a day of rushing here and there w people you don't really know well yet... then you meet someone familiar! and then you can relax! ahhhhh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea still have been going back to RG... RG gives a different feeling. a more homey (as xinge puts it) feeling! hahaha its just so familiar, so comfortable. once you step into the gates and walk through the netball courts and field, its so shuang! and of course RG's where all the juniors are! hahaha still wanna keep in touch with them... but yea love RG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho and about sec4 farewell! tinkybinkybingbongboo gave me my birthday and boxing day present! hahaha MAN nearly killed myself opening it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first! she gave me an orange box. it looked pretty normal, just the right weight for a present!&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens orange box*...and sees a red box! "okay", hil thinks, "tink is just being funny! haha its okay!"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens red box*... and sees a purple box! "wahlao this girl ah..."&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens purple box*... and sees a darkblue box! "wahlao!"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens darkblue box*... and sees a lightblue box! "what."&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens lightblue box*... and sees a lightgreen box! at this point there is a note that says "haha okay i think you're tired, so it ends here :(" (finally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas. it lied to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens lightgreen box*... and sees an orange box! and the orange box told me the green box lied!&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens orange box*... and sees a red box. "rahhh how far can this go!"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens red box*... and sees a purple box. haha now the boxes are all trying to tell me it ends w them!&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens purple box*... and sees a darkblue box. "okay its gotta have reached its smallest possible size"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens darkblue box*... and sees a lightblue box. "how small can these things get?!"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens lightblue box*... and sees a lightgreen box. "what?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;*hil opens lightgreen box*... and finds... a note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HELLO HIL :D had fun opening boxes? heehee (: happy belated boxing day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha. i roar at tink. but yea it was fun opening boxes! made me smile it did :D thanksloads little junior! hahaha :) but then afterwards she gave me another orange box which had a purple bandana and a keychain in it! yayy thanks man i love the bandana. think she was considering giving me a second box filled with little boxes like the first before giving me the actual present, but hahaha i would have killed her! smartjunior!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love the cushion batch09 made. yay.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm using the dumbo file pei gave for my KI notes.&lt;br /&gt;and i like the little bible.&lt;br /&gt;like the chart thingy too... God's promises to live by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah okay, it is late. shall go now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-116956379369559013?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116956379369559013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116956379369559013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116956379369559013' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-116767138865405094</id><published>2007-01-02T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:09:48.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha after reading so many end of the year posts... hil shall post an end of the year post too! although today's already 2nd jan, but this post has to be written! haha actually i'd gotten it all planned out already... this post shall be a "what hil loves" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hil loves:&lt;br /&gt;first shall be about friends!&lt;br /&gt;i love hanging out with the kiddo. (a paragraph shall be written bout it later! hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;i love going out to foodcourts and sitting down and talking for 5hrs with sherlyn.&lt;br /&gt;i love running in the rain with charleen.&lt;br /&gt;i love taking walks with tiff.&lt;br /&gt;i love crapping with benchong. (rarely do now though!)&lt;br /&gt;i love going home and talking with joseph.&lt;br /&gt;i love how i used to talk to josh on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay hmms maybe love is a strong word. things may be different now... but yea it was great when things were going smoothly. loved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love teas with yongqian.&lt;br /&gt;love talks after class with rshl and dino. (oh no RJ!)&lt;br /&gt;love dancing with vic&lt;br /&gt;love jamming with steph&lt;br /&gt;love being laidback with jonong&lt;br /&gt;love chilling with pngteh&lt;br /&gt;love fooling around with sandy!&lt;br /&gt;love going crazy and being rubbishy with BATCH06!&lt;br /&gt;love my juniors- talking bullying laughing!&lt;br /&gt;messaging and emailing peiling&lt;br /&gt;laughing at tinky&lt;br /&gt;laughing at bimboame!&lt;br /&gt;mrt trips home with yunxi and tiddy&lt;br /&gt;seeing waiian around EVERYWHERE hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;laughing at valteo&lt;br /&gt;squad time with heralds!&lt;br /&gt;love dancing with uncleben&lt;br /&gt;love talking to pear ruth brigo&lt;br /&gt;love emailing cookie-sao (haha though i don't anymore. hmms should start again!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hil too lazy to go remember more! but hey rest assured. this list isnt exhaustive. there are loads of things that popped up in my head, but didnt write them down. hahahaha all you people! thanks for being in my life! yup esp to all e juniors... all the people in church, in babylon and the WM and in the youth! people in 402, and 207 as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha no more in RG am i... man wed i'll be going to RJ! one thing i'll really really really miss will be the juniors. man just seeing them around in the corridors is a happy thing! boo. but ohwells. shall enjoy tmr's sec4 farewell then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha now to thank people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiddo! this is your paragraph haha! yea man we've been through so much. so so much. and yea next year we'll be in different schools! even more to go through boo. but haha just wanna thank you for playing such a big part in this year. hmms methinks i shall write more in your card, but yea thankyou kiddo for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ahhh hil is really too lazy to write more. still have to write cards to juniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea 2007's here... i'm hoping it'll be a year thats fulfilling for everyone! haha yup there's still so much to learn, to grow in, to know about God and to experience... lets meet it right on man! bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay another paragraph:&lt;br /&gt;i really have to thank God. for holding me and this year in His hands, whether i felt it or not. this year has been horrible, but the things He has led me through... though i've struggled and complained and really i think this year has been rubbish... God is still worthy to be praised, His character holds true. i'm glad that in the next year i know that He will still be in control of everything. God is still God. eternal everlasting unchanging steady enduring God, through all circumstance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yup! have a great year everyone, and if things get too tough, or you just want someone to talk to, hil's available! yea please if you all have problems and you wanna talk or anything, or to catch up, just message or call... it would be an honour! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-116767138865405094?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116767138865405094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116767138865405094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116767138865405094' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-116014157232421778</id><published>2006-10-06T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:32:52.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a/&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; 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&lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;57%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Take'&gt;http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;personality/'&gt;http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting. quite accurate hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-116014157232421778?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116014157232421778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116014157232421778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116014157232421778' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-116014144316095535</id><published>2006-10-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T21:30:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br /&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;26%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;53%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;57%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Take'&gt;http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;personality/'&gt;http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality&lt;/a&gt; tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting. quite accurate hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-116014144316095535?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116014144316095535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/116014144316095535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_10_01_archive.html#116014144316095535' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115954231941455589</id><published>2006-09-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T23:05:19.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. where shall i start? lets start with the not so nice part first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha hey. i know i've not really been myself these few days. i've been struggling with unpleasant stuff which totally affects my mood and behaviour. and i just wanna say sorry if i've dao-ed anyone or not answered or just walked away or seemed really unapproachable these few days. haha err some especially. i know that my "mood" is a lousy excuse to anyhow treat people but... i think if i force myself to smile and act nice it'll eventually turn out worse. so right here i wanna ask for forgiveness. if i've hurt anyone or anything or spread my bad mood to you haha! yea i need grace. EGR! extra grace required! so please bear with me till i get out of this yea? and when all things are done i'll prob go find a couple of people, really set things right. till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay not so nice part is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to the nicer parts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha these have been fun days! on sunday! our batch met up for a baking party at mich's house all the way in bukit timah hahaha. but ohman it was fun. can't really pinpoint exactly what was fun but it was just fun spending time with the batch, baking, messing, taking photos, singing! haha the little things like moaning about the calories (well, you're talking bout batch06 lol!), screaming when something small drops, screaming when flour spills... okay i shall list them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. yes moaning about the calories from the gigantic blocks of butter and choc&lt;br /&gt;2. screaming when someone drops a plastic cup&lt;br /&gt;3. laughing at margie spill flour all over herself while sieving&lt;br /&gt;4. cutting up gigantic blocks of chocolate with small little knives, everyone trying to avoid margie's knife LOL&lt;br /&gt;5. carving batch06 on the chocolate&lt;br /&gt;6. taking weird photos of fighting with knives and rolling pins!&lt;br /&gt;7. singing christmas carols (loudly!) with harmonization and all...&lt;br /&gt;8. marching our cake to the oven (for cremation LOL)&lt;br /&gt;9. doing a dance around our little chocolate cornflakes (the ants go marching)&lt;br /&gt;10. anxiously waiting as vic pokes the little plastic thingy into the cake... and cheering when it comes out dry!&lt;br /&gt;11. wondering who's playing the piano cos somehow the piano keeps playing but you see the pianists coming back then you wonder who's playing cos it seems like everyone's here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just spending time with the batch is great. love batch06 man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then jolyn and i took a bus intending to drop at newton mrt but ended up missing the stop and nearly getting lost between newton and serangoon. and it was DARK la! but lucky we somehow ended up next to the littleindia mrt station so we took a train back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore idol! watched jon and abit of hady's first song on the bus, then ran home while the advertisement was showing and caught the rest yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday! i went to the beach. after two-three weeks of not going... and! i brought my guitar along! at first was trying to look cool by slinging the guitar on one shoulder only, but it ended up swinging to my side the moment i got on the bike so i decided to compromise on the look and focus on safety! so i slung it on both shoulders. and because the guitar strap was short, i looked toot! hahaha man it felt really good to be cycling in the park, feeling the breeze and cool air, looking like a guai geek with a guitar slung on my back. felt like just putting a sign saying "hahaha i am a GEEK. but i have a guitar SO THERE!" AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the park was totally secluded. think its cos exams are coming up? hahaha but man it felt so good la. to be cycling along an empty park... no noise, just the smell and wind from the sea... as you gently nudge the pedals of the bike, propelling yourself forward. so relaxed! and most importantly... WITH A GUITAR ON YOUR BACK! whoa! ultimate coolness! hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i already had in mind where i wanted to go so i cycled there! right at the end. ohmannnn i love the feeling. of just looking out to sea and feeling the wind all around, so peaceful and cycling cycling cycling... iloveit! looking around as you get to different sections of the park, such as those wooden thingys with vines that remind me of grapevines... and cycling under those... man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i reached my desired spot... hahaha imagine! stopping your bike, taking out your guitar, sitting down on the grass and plonking it on your knee... taking out your pick, taking a look around, taking a deep breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you start to strum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you strum and sing out loud, as loud as you want, as soft as you want. cos there's nobody there to hear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in front of the sea, in front of the wind, the trees, your bike... everything just seems so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was something missing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today...! hahaha during math we had a chocolate party! we were eating chocs, sharing, sampling... and the choc made me happy! so i was smiling and laughing in math. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hahaha TODAY I PLAYED FLOORBALL. yea that cheered me up loads! i love floorball. actually i wanna try hockey. but i've a feeling i'm not really good at either. who cares! i can practise haha! but yea one of the teachers was a former hockey player and he was so pro! things like catching the ball in midair, dribbling and his passes! whoa! haha and i heard that pear can catch balls in midair too. oh i love floorball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! the teachers were having an arm wrestling contest on stage. so mich challenged me to armwrestle with her! hahaha! thus we got on the floor... and wrestled right hand first. then left hand. actually i think its not that i have alot of arm strength, its just that my wrist is strong so i force people's wrists down and their hands go with it so i'm cheating! oops. then i wrestled with elissa. and she's a leftie too! then shihui. then i looked around... and suddenly all the people around us were on the floor armwrestling too! the little secones were doing it so seriously... haha but its amusing how they all just suddenly followed us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol mich you're a trend-setter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! i went to my popo's house. and i talked cantonese! i like cantonese. yay that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its strange. how these days have been absolutely horribly rotten, yet these have been really great days as well. yup, really great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. i saw a kingfisher in school today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and took the batikcloth thing out to look at just now. still gives me a nice feeling inside :) awesome, kiddo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115954231941455589?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115954231941455589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115954231941455589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115954231941455589' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115884885538921406</id><published>2006-09-21T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T22:27:35.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha these have been busy but tiring days... sec4s got quite alot of free time in between lessons now! but yea dunno why even though we're relatively free, i'm getting sleepier and sleepier. i sleep before 12! which is really early for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea these have been nice days :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i like walking home. from the mrt station my house is about 2 bus stops away... so if its not too dark and if i feel like walking, i walk! and since e times i reach home are no earlier than evening, the air's nice and cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you see e sky in its light colours, yet still deep. its like there's this kind of blue, that may be light blue, but as you stare at it and try to stare into it, you realise that its very deep. its just... so blue! haha and in the evening the sky's a range of colours. pink, yellow, blue green(!)... with the clouds being grey or white, sometimes even blue.... and sometimes you see two colours together that you'd never think would look good together, but in the sky it just seems to fit and at the same time just create this half "whoo!" and half "whoa!" feeling in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take for example yellow and grey! man if you look at the chinese textbook you'll see how horrible that combination can be. but once i was walking home... the sun was setting. so the yellow that came out from it was really intense, its like almost golden but its not. its just intense deep sunset yellow. then above it... there was this block of dark grey cloud. and it was like there was a line between the yellow and the grey. it was separated so neatly, so clearly. and when i saw it i was like "WHOA." awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing about sunsets are that they are so different! haha kiddo think i'm starting to appreciate them now... yea one day's sunsets and another day's can be two entirely different scenes. one may be intense, with all the possible strokes splashed all over the sky. another may be peaceful. one or two wisps of clouds here and there and a light pink tinge. and sometimes it can be really majestic. like there'll be this huge cloud... and the sun sets behind it. thats when the cloud gets a silver/golden lining! whoa have you ever seen it, its awesome. and you see the deep yellow sunrays shining out from the cloud.... WHOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha everyone should start looking at the sky. its beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then on sunday. was taking a nap. the nap was pretty troubled cos i was troubled when i fell asleep. but then i woke up! because the wind outside was blowing so strongly. and there are trees outside my house, like those bigbig trees with leaflets. (haha they must be great advertisers man) okay i shall call them leaflings. yea somehow they strike me as those kinda big savanna trees. you know you know? ya and anyway there was a really strong wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everytime there's a strong wind before a storm... the trees start shedding. the wind blows the leaflings off the trees! and its quite a nice sight actually, with hundreds of little yellow and green leaflings falling against the dark grey sky. and the trees rustle. love it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this wind didnt blow leaflings off the tree! but whoa it was still great to watch in a different way. because the wind was like almost ravaging the trees and their leaves! those bendable trees were bending, the leaves were rustling and making alot of noise. the wind would come on so strong that just looking outside gives one the impression of getting swept away. and blow it would! blowblowblow! getting stronger and the noise getting louder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then silence! yea it would be totally still. then the wind would come again and continue blowing! haha this continued for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh i'm tired and sleepy now. and its 10.20?! noooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115884885538921406?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115884885538921406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115884885538921406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115884885538921406' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115755924634534193</id><published>2006-09-07T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:14:06.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha okay i update now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. hmms... what interesting stuff have been happening? lets go day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day eve:&lt;br /&gt;haha nothing much, had a pretty boring teacher's day eve i think. no wait. oh YES went out for dinner with pngteh! haha at pepper lunch. took lots of wuliao photos. looked dao in 90% of them. haha some of them on the escalator up and down... quite alot in starbucks haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day:&lt;br /&gt;it was a holiday! stayed at home. hey wait no! haha i went to school! played netball... fun but my stamina's gone. haha then went to popo's house and ate a nice lunch. :) she cooks awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat:&lt;br /&gt;went for band prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sun:&lt;br /&gt;church! haha yay we played FOOSBALL! i love foosball! i like playing midfielder hahaha. but all the guys are like goalies. so yay i play midfield! somehow though when sher plays midfield opposite me, i start hitting the ball into e wrong goal. backwards. but whoa its super fun cos we're all roughly on par with each other, esp if we start playing 8 pple foosball... hahaha there's alot of wild whacking and "nice one!"s and laughter and fun and "whoa"s whenever a good goal is scored... i love foosball. but after that everyone started playing bridge. i don't get bridge so i don't play it. hahaha. played the piano as well. oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and uncle ben gave me his guitar! hahahaha yay. now i can practise on an acoustic guitar and kill my fingers somemore! yayyyyyyy. so excited. oh i love the guitar, love it love it love it. sometime during the exams i was just daydreaming bout playing the guitar, being able to practise it and play without feeling guilty... and NOW I CAN HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me talk about playing the guit. my original one is a classical one. love it. it makes a nice sound. sounds like a guitar. hahaha the fretboard can see the wood alr. you know the fretboards of guitars are usually black? yea mine have brown areas where i've worn through the blackthingo. and its super easy to play cos the strings are plastic! but cos i'm so used to playing on plastic strings, whenever i play at church on the semiacoustic, my fingers die on the metal strings. and thus it is brilliant now that i have an acoustic to practise on and get used to killing my fingers so they won't die so bad anymore. HAHAHA so fun. but its tough. played it for barely half and hour and my fingers were sore. nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and my mum bought this guit cd... whoa the songs are cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;first day of the hols. slacked at home! hahaha nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;went to east coast in the morning w pngteh. cycled. got a great deal for the bike... 11am to 6pm cost me only 6bucks. whoa. cos of competition, there's 8 cycling kiosks along east coast i think. hmms. but whoa at the end of 1+hrs... once you get off the bike you can't walk anymore.... haha cycled along e stretch of east coast twice! not bad. lol but cycling beside grace is super scary... she starts to try ramming her bike into yours... clamping you... wah. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at 4 met church people to blade. and we bladed. wahhhhhh i'm bad at blading! can't get used to the wheels below my feet man. hahaha fell a couple of times. somewhere along the way we stopped and played cards while tiffmikobryan went to 7-11 to get drinks. haha then we bladed somemore and i was super slow! tsk. i'll stick to cycling next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyea! mich was there too. and she was in school on fri. and we missed each other both times. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;today! went to borders. ohyea they're having a 20% storewide sale for students... must show your student card though. but its a good deal. everyone go buy books! bought 3 books, now i'm a happy girl. then went to my aunt's house and HAHA my nephew looks so handsome! really he's super handsome and shuai and his eyes are big and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now! my mum bought a durian! the whole fruit! and ahhhhhhhhh it was gooooooooood. the flesh was soft and warm and nice and fleshy and sweet and just so durianish! sitting on the floor, eating durian on newspapers... thats great man. reminded me of a long time ago when i used to do that. haha but whoa gooooooooood. all the while watching spore idol. and this episode the idols sang well. jastye esp. i liked jon's first song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115755924634534193?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115755924634534193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115755924634534193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115755924634534193' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115634738219760905</id><published>2006-08-23T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:36:22.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another rainy day&lt;br /&gt;I can't recall having sunshine on my face&lt;br /&gt;All I feel is pain&lt;br /&gt;All I wanna do is walk out of this place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I am stuck and I can't move&lt;br /&gt;When I don't know what I should do&lt;br /&gt;When I wonder if I'll ever make it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep singing&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep praising Your name&lt;br /&gt;Your the one that's keeping my heart beating&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep singing&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep praising Your name&lt;br /&gt;That's the only way that I'll find healing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I climb up in Your lap&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna leave&lt;br /&gt;Jesus sing over me&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keep singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh You're everything I need&lt;br /&gt;And I gotta keep singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song :) KEEP SINGING EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha everyone who reads this line, i order you to SMILE now! come on, show some teeth! there's always something to smile about... so SMILE! nice big one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and loads of thanks to juniors: peiling waiian yunxi tinky kezia for tagging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, much love and thanks goes to the kiddo too! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rmb smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115634738219760905?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115634738219760905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115634738219760905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115634738219760905' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115617750793067457</id><published>2006-08-22T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T00:25:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling like tiff's post now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well minus the food. i don't eat when i study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a thousand times i failed&lt;br /&gt;still Your mercy remains&lt;br /&gt;when i stumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;still i'm caught in Your grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need it more than ever now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't curse hil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115617750793067457?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115617750793067457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115617750793067457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115617750793067457' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115608524512410906</id><published>2006-08-20T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T22:47:25.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha my studying is going so incredibly slow! but bio is done i'm glad to say. 18 pages of notes, hil-style! which isnt very much but hahaha i draw alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now next would be chem. wahh. how to organise man. ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yesterday i studied. from 1-2. 1pm-2am! pro anot! but today woke up feeling super seh. and i did sth very blur on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos i paid for my bus fare using coins on my way to church... then was like folding the ticket... folding folding... then reached the stop for church. went out by the front door. then on the way, hey there's a little bin for me to throw my ticket away! so i threw it. then was like !!!!!!!! wrongwrongwrong! thats the place where you put your coins in when you board the bus! looked at the driver to apologise but he didnt notice so i blurblur walk down the bus haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today's lesson was good. asked a few questions that had been on my mind... not really blatantly but indirectly haha! and we learnt the difference between mature and immature christians! wahh throughout the lessons as we covered the immature christians... can hear alot of sighing and "ahhhh-ing" and "ohno-ing" haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we played foosball! this week not very fun... last week was funner. haha it takes time for me to warm up... but now i can whack balls hard haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. lately i've been thinking about sec2. remembered the time when we were studying for eoys... mel and i came up with a song bout us studying chiyu (haha in the days when we still had to memorise chiyu! they would give us 200 i think)... along with the tune of maroon5's the sun. hahaha whenever i listen to maroon5 i feel vaguely sad. memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh chem how to organise info ah. ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think yunxi is super FUNNY hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! e time will come when i can be normal again and devote my attentions to things other than exams! and really think through and ponder stuff over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing benchong mentioned before which i find good is "the busier i get, the more time i make sure i spend with God."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the way, uh-huh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115608524512410906?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115608524512410906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115608524512410906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115608524512410906' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115591216842133490</id><published>2006-08-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:42:48.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha! today we made the bio song! and its super fun to play and record it on the piano... can try out all the emo and happy and different styles haha! originally meant to be played on e guit but e guit went home so we ran to the piano and played. good thing, piano sounded better than e guit would have sounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took e tune from "this is how you remind me" by nickelback and changed the words! its on genetic testing now. lol. man its sooo fun. esp like the part where the piano plays an emo tune! could be better with drums and maybe a bit of acoustic guit, but it was fine. some parts got a bit fast though haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dino's voice and mine is totally different. her's is relatively high. mine is relatively low. haha when rach listened to it she was like "hil your voice is so low! sounds quite shuai eh!" hahaha! and our voices do not match! so throughout e song it had to be either her singing or me singing if not it'll clash terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i listen to the recording i laugh LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is from the point of view of a person who is suspected to have gene that highly increases her chances of getting cancer.&lt;br /&gt;The first verse is when she is pondering whether to go for a screening.&lt;br /&gt;The prechorus and chorus is about her thinking about all the implications of genetic testing: one cannot run away from the results.&lt;br /&gt;The second verse is about the discrimination she faces when people know that she carries the gene for cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;[verse one]&lt;br /&gt;family history had a cancer strand&lt;br /&gt;so the doctor said to go for a scanning&lt;br /&gt;but I worry what it will turn out as&lt;br /&gt;cos I’ll never be the same again then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[prechorus]&lt;br /&gt;this is how you remind me&lt;br /&gt;of what I really have&lt;br /&gt;this is how you remind me&lt;br /&gt;of the truth I can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;how can I&lt;br /&gt;hide or run&lt;br /&gt;from the genes that are encoded in me&lt;br /&gt;insurance,&lt;br /&gt;please save me&lt;br /&gt;will it all end with a happy story&lt;br /&gt;but then I&lt;br /&gt;am not sure&lt;br /&gt;if the truth will help or harm me&lt;br /&gt;but to save my own life&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll have to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[verse two]&lt;br /&gt;I’m still the same person inside&lt;br /&gt;Will people look at me with fear in their eyes&lt;br /&gt;Mothers pull their kids away from me&lt;br /&gt;Why are people now avoiding me and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[prechorus]&lt;br /&gt;is this how you remind me&lt;br /&gt;of what I really have&lt;br /&gt;is this how you remind me&lt;br /&gt;of the truth I can’t hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;[verse one]&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a sadder note. uncleben has left :( sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find this prayer meaningful. its been what i've been wanting to pray for myself and others for a long time and this is just whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to quote:&lt;br /&gt;"Dear Lord, I come to You today on behalf of a fallen brother in Christ--and on behalf of all the others like him who need Your touch. I lift them up to You. Please work through their broken spirits to raise up godly people. Let them never forget their frailness and human weaknesses, but help them always remember what You have done to carry them through the valley and bring them out of the pit. Ignite that smoldering spark and rekindle their spiritual life that they will be restored and stronger than ever. I pray that their lives will be testimonies of Your grace, mercy, and power to heal and to turn ashes into beauty. I pray for their families and friends, that You will minister to them also. Please restore relationships, mend hearts, and give strength to press on and move up for Your glory and their good. Thank You for Your willingness to forgive and to love unconditionally. Thank You for Jesus, who provided a way that we might be in Your presence and have fellowship with You. Now, may the fellowship of the saints be unbroken and the glory of the Lord abound. In Jesus' name I pray and give thanks. Amen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and haha i think today all the sec4s received a letter with God as the stated writer... heard that it was from a particular junior... haha to that junior: thanks loads! it came at a great time. was a reminder to me, and it helped more than you would imagine i would think. haha keep blessing people like that yea? thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115591216842133490?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115591216842133490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115591216842133490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115591216842133490' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115582817008630040</id><published>2006-08-17T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T23:22:50.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/RAHHH..gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/RAHHH..png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115582817008630040?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115582817008630040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115582817008630040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115582817008630040' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115555983187739589</id><published>2006-08-14T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:50:31.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thought for the day: Remember, when the world pushes you to your knees, you're in the perfect position to pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115555983187739589?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115555983187739589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115555983187739589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115555983187739589' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115547563377603736</id><published>2006-08-13T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:27:13.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i've decided. i love tablesoccer! its so fun. esp if you've perfected e art of whacking the ball really hard... until even the goalie can score goals! haha e thing bout playing it too much though is when you close your eyes you see e ball whizzing around being whacked by little plastic men. and you hear the "THACK!!!" when the ball hits the ends of the table... haha! satisfying man. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also. i love floorball! its so fun. should play it more often. ahwells sept during the bbq then! got fuusball tournament! and floorball too! awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing. i love pool! its so fun. we should play it more often too. someone get a pool table please! then i can perfect my skills! oh on thurs went out w uncle ben and two nieces. (kiddo where were you!) we played pool! uncleben is PRO at pool. haha but at one point sherlyn and him were chasing the little purple ball around. and the thing was it was right next to the hole. then you start seeing all the possible goofups haha! a jump ball, the stick just brushing the white ball, totally missing the purple ball, going around the purple ball but never touching it... hahaha! love pool. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for bridge... haha i'm not good at it yet. still havent figured out how one wins in bridge. nevermind! i shall keep learning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah still got one more! i love mahjong! its so fun. but i havent played it in years. actually last year only la. at eliz's house LOL. and unless you count e mahjong game in my phone. haha. e game itself isnt bad la... its only when gambling comes into play. yet w mahjong and gambling is almost inseparable. cos when you gong e first thing you wanna do is ask for chips haha. but NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambling is bad. it really is. and if God doesnt like it... then we shouldnt do it! so i won't gamble. i won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh physics oh physics. so important in pool (angle of incidence= angle of reflection) yet so hard to study! actually no la physics isnt really hard once you get e concepts behind it. but ohhhhh physics. i shall draw a comic strip on you someday. after i'm done studying haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna learn more dance moves. hiphop. not just e robotic actions haha. e dance crew at planetshakers had cool moves! those kinda moves seem pretty "in" now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play floorballfuusballpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's studying physics. zach was poring over his physics insights. kinematics. lydia also had to go study kinematics. then joseph suddenly out of nowhere ask me 1newton=? kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still gotta study MATH esp. oh differentiation! when the only thing that would not fear you is e to the power of x! haha you can't differentiate e to the power of x!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohh i love my black and white stripey socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where do magnets go to play?&lt;br /&gt;in the magnetic field!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115547563377603736?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115547563377603736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115547563377603736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115547563377603736' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115531296304389576</id><published>2006-08-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T00:19:00.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to judge or not to judge?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one side:&lt;br /&gt;why do we look at sawdust in other people's eyes and ignore the block of wood in ours?&lt;br /&gt;who are we to judge, really?&lt;br /&gt;God's e best judge cos He's qualified. He's holy, never sinned, wise, knows everything... haha best judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other side:&lt;br /&gt;read somewhere that if e bible states very blatantly against a sin, you should go and confront that bro/sis. that would be in a sense judging that person. but then again, its stated blatantly. so i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ponderings and ponderations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah! sth to add. what would be considered judging someone? cos you can disapprove... and still not judge. does judging come with the idea of condemnation or acceptance then? to gauge if that someone's actions is to be accepted or condemned? because you can just stop at disapproving or approving of someone's actions and still continue accepting and loving them. yes what does it mean to judge indeed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115531296304389576?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115531296304389576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115531296304389576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115531296304389576' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115505017648528527</id><published>2006-08-08T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:16:16.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/let%20go.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/let%20go.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115505017648528527?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115505017648528527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115505017648528527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115505017648528527' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115496544361277814</id><published>2006-08-07T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T23:44:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A thousand times I've failed&lt;br /&gt;Still Your mercy remains&lt;br /&gt;And should I stumble again&lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in Your grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your will above all else&lt;br /&gt;My purpose remains&lt;br /&gt;The art of losing myself&lt;br /&gt;In bringing You praise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my heart and my soul&lt;br /&gt;Lord I give You control&lt;br /&gt;Consume me from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord let justice and praise&lt;br /&gt;Become my embrace&lt;br /&gt;To love you from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting&lt;br /&gt;Your light will shine when all else fades&lt;br /&gt;Never ending&lt;br /&gt;Your glory goes beyond all fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the cry of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Is to bring You praise&lt;br /&gt;From the inside out&lt;br /&gt;Lord my soul cries out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i love this song... the tune's nice, the words are nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hillsongs united cd is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115496544361277814?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115496544361277814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115496544361277814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115496544361277814' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115467845729317850</id><published>2006-08-04T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:00:57.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/pngteh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/pngteh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pngteh! haha love taking pictures with them. this shows us looking very gangsterish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahh SS article review!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got headache. fuzziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lack of sleep makes me&lt;br /&gt;- easily angry&lt;br /&gt;- unable to think&lt;br /&gt;- irritable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115467845729317850?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115467845729317850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115467845729317850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115467845729317850' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115453310931972795</id><published>2006-08-02T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:38:29.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats my problem?&lt;br /&gt;identity crisis!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhh *runs around wildly*&lt;br /&gt;who am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall reflect later.&lt;br /&gt;got to do ss!&lt;br /&gt;ooooh but the thoughts are distracting!&lt;br /&gt;go away thoughts, let me focus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115453310931972795?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115453310931972795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115453310931972795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115453310931972795' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115409944564160856</id><published>2006-07-28T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:10:45.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha the sec2s are troubling over subject combi. so am i. ahhhhh! actually its more of what i wanna do when i grow up. man i'm only 15andahalf! same age as quite alot of sec3s now! oh poor young hil. decisions decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what am i considering?&lt;br /&gt;1. somewhere in the science field. but i don't wanna be a researcher. but then i also don't mind. but then i wanna join those kinda commercial companies, where they do special stuff for schools and all. but then i also wanna learn more about cells. fascinating things, those. hmms. maybe i can work in a lab and think of commercial stuff and do research at the same time. YES. but then also ah, if i ever go into research, i don't wanna stay in singapore. i know there's astar and all that... but see how la. their scholarships go to people who get a crazy &gt;3.8 for uni gpa. haha sher you can take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COS! i went for this bio talk yesterday and OHMY it is so interesting! its about cell death and cancer. and i rmbed yesterday that when i was young (younger than now) people would ask me what i wanted to do when i grew up and i would say "find a cure for cancer." i think i got that from all the drama serials cos everyone used to die of cancer in those shows last time. but YES! its fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example. the guy giving the talk, he discovered the implications of mutations of the p53 gene or sth. and mymy the implications are BIG. those who carry the mutation of the p53 gene have a 100% chance of getting cancer. so you see entire families with every single member getting cancer. even kids, adults, everyone. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND did you know! that cells usually don't die cos of foreign bodies. like they don't die cos you poke them and they burst and they die. they have a suicide mechanism! they commit suicide! and they got other ways of dying too, like eating themselves. whoa. fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its just the whole process of finding ways to beat that horrible yet smart cancer. trying to trick it here and there... its the problem solving that attracts me, not really the helping people part. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm too lazy to write it out alr. haha. but its a totally humans field. if i decide to take it i'll prob drop all of my sciences in jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway! today i went to popo's house for dinner! YAY. she cooks nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115409944564160856?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115409944564160856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115409944564160856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115409944564160856' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115409943571999601</id><published>2006-07-28T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T23:10:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha the sec2s are troubling over subject combi. so am i. ahhhhh! actually its more of what i wanna do when i grow up. man i'm only 15andahalf! same age as quite alot of sec3s now! oh poor young hil. decisions decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. what am i considering?&lt;br /&gt;1. somewhere in the science field. but i don't wanna be a researcher. but then i also don't mind. but then i wanna join those kinda commercial companies, where they do special stuff for schools and all. but then i also wanna learn more about cells. fascinating things, those. hmms. maybe i can work in a lab and think of commercial stuff and do research at the same time. YES. but then also ah, if i ever go into research, i don't wanna stay in singapore. i know there's astar and all that... but see how la. their scholarships go to people who get a crazy &gt;3.8 for uni gpa. haha sher you can take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COS! i went for this bio talk yesterday and OHMY it is so interesting! its about cell death and cancer. and i rmbed yesterday that when i was young (younger than now) people would ask me what i wanted to do when i grew up and i would say "find a cure for cancer." i think i got that from all the drama serials cos everyone used to die of cancer in those shows last time. but YES! its fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example. the guy giving the talk, he discovered the implications of mutations of the p53 gene or sth. and mymy the implications are BIG. those who carry the mutation of the p53 gene have a 100% chance of getting cancer. so you see entire families with every single member getting cancer. even kids, adults, everyone. scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND did you know! that cells usually don't die cos of foreign bodies. like they don't die cos you poke them and they burst and they die. they have a suicide mechanism! they commit suicide! and they got other ways of dying too, like eating themselves. whoa. fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its just the whole process of finding ways to beat that horrible yet smart cancer. trying to trick it here and there... its the problem solving that attracts me, not really the helping people part. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm too lazy to write it out alr. haha. but its a totally humans field. if i decide to take it i'll prob drop all of my sciences in jc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay anyway! today i went to popo's house for dinner! YAY. she cooks nice food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115409943571999601?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115409943571999601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115409943571999601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115409943571999601' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115392750251245286</id><published>2006-07-26T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:25:02.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha today gb was fun! had squad time, heralds played truth or dare. agape played truth or dare. haha and agape is super SICK! all the dares all involve some sort of sickness lor! haha today squad time seemed like bully-hil time. but last squad time la, hong2 them abit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. i think the pen they used to spin was rigged. it kept pointing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the agape dares were super LOL. amelia had to go and kiss victoria. elissa had to say sth sick to jan. emily had to walk in and accuse julie of sth wrong. val and emily had to err proclaim their attraction to me?! and tiddy had to dance with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heralds. haha. i think i was the only who did the dares. eh really eh. lets see. hil duck-walked around the room quacking. hil said this illogical poem thingy to val. and to lina too. its really illogical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roses are red&lt;br /&gt;violets are blue&lt;br /&gt;if you expect this to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;you're WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kick the table&lt;br /&gt;kick the chair&lt;br /&gt;kick your boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;go away la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. some point in time, the pen pointed to waiian. she picked truth. HAHA so guess what i asked her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"tell me truthfully ah. must tell truth ah. do you crush michelle tan?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reaction was super funny! first she started laughing. half laugh half giggle la. LOL. and she was covering her face! and cos while laughing she was rocking back and forth too. haha so weird! but yes. then when she put her hands down... she was BLUSHING! awwwwww. and all the time hil looks on half amused, half incredulous at her reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha yesyes very convincing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but haha squad time today was fun. lots of laughter, which is good. haha and while we were having fun and laughing and getting all light-hearted... levites! whoa. but great squad bond they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that stayed back talked to gb people who stayed back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115392750251245286?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115392750251245286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115392750251245286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115392750251245286' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115383753162616813</id><published>2006-07-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:25:31.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i came here with the intention to rant, but man it takes waiting for 3 pages to load before coming here. so no more ranty feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. go to &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com"&gt;www.blogger.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. sign in&lt;br /&gt;3. click on the [new post] link&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk so many pages! all unhappiness slips away by then. don't see a point in ranting anymore haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but basically i was unhappy. and it was brought over from monday. okay ohno i'm getting displeased again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets talk about exams! what do i have to study?&lt;br /&gt;- bio.&lt;br /&gt;- chem.&lt;br /&gt;- physics.&lt;br /&gt;- geog.&lt;br /&gt;- math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115383753162616813?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115383753162616813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115383753162616813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115383753162616813' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115349377305961713</id><published>2006-07-21T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T22:56:13.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmms today was rhd! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec4s did bhangra-robics. lol. i think the music was too slow. have to be faster to make people feel like dancing! and it was sweltering hot in the gym w no aircon! haha great work-out, good for burning calories. pity all those people dancing in cheongsams though. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the items put up by sec3s and 4s were great! haha esp the sheep one, when they got to the white yellow and brown sheep part, those three people with paperbags over their heads and their shirts stuffed with stuff come running out... super hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melo told me about a dream. she dreamt of me. she dreamt that i had 4 piercings in my left ear and one in my right. and she dreamt too that i told her that i pierced because i liked the pain. haha! if i ever pierce my ears, i'd make sure the number on each ear is unequal. wouldnt mind having 4 piercings in left ear and one in right. but then i'd have to take care of 5 extra holes in my body. wait get infection. so troublesome. don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES the highlight of the day! ahahaha! michy made/painted this batik cloth for me! ahhhhhhhh so sweet! hmms when she was making the thing i was totally blur bout the entire thing haha! cos i think she was drawing the thingy. then she saw dino. but i wasnt in the room so no problem. then dino came to where i was and told me that michy was in the batik room. and since i wanted to pass her sth i went to the batik room! and i talked to her and she showed me pictures and i think she was still trying to finish the cloth but i didnt notice. then sometime later she sent me off to go see what rachel was doing. so i went. then after a while i went to go look for her beside the iron thingy. and i still didnt notice anything. but then! she pushed me away and said 'don't look!' so of course hil smartsmart link it to 'she's got sth up her sleeve' right! haha but i had to go and reflect. so i went down to reflect. then sometime later she caught up with me and gave me e cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never underestimate the blurness of hil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing i wanna say is: THANKYOUKIDDO! when she gave me the cloth and i saw it i was like "ohman. ahhhhhhhh why michy so nice one?!" and the "awwwww. ohman. awwwww. ohman. awwwww. ahhhhhh!!!" feeling continued. so i gave her a hug and i was still in shock and looking at the pic. it was so sweet la. IT IS SO SWEET DO YOU SEE THE ANTS CRAWLING ON IT ALREADY? hahaha! then throughout reflections i was just staring at it and going "ohmannnn. ahhhhhh." and dino felt it too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i shall rant on about how nice it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a picture of a hill. the background is the sea, and somewhere at the tip of the hill is the sun. i think it is a sunset. and ahhhhhh the picture itself is sooo nice. there's so much meaning! to me la. its just... e stuff that i love doing. the sea, where i love staring out at the sky... and the sunset! haha that just has sooo much meaning. man. just looking at it gives me a waff feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the colours. my goodness the blend of colours was great! is great. haha the hill is just so solid purple, and the two eyes are super cute! so michy's style. and the sea! is sooo blue! the amazing thing about it is the the colours are so solid. like there are no accidental mixings. and now the SUNSET. whoa. the sun itself is reddish orange. then i dunno how she did it but it slowly becomes yellow and it reallyreallyreally looks like a sunset. prodedness. and around the sky... there's green! haha that has meaning too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea kiddo. its awesome. thankyouloads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school! went pooling with ge, eva and xinhui. at cine! first we went to e 9th storey cos jess and grace wanted to go to some jap fan store. and man the people there are UGLY. haha! its just full of pictures of weird sissy looking jap/korean guys with big weird eyes and weird-shaped lips and even weirder shaped faces. wearing weird sissy clothes. rahhh. i don't get it. and i have found the kind of guys i think who are shuai! the square-jaw kind. like the only guy i found shuai in the store was this manly korean guy with quite a squarish jaw. and ge linked it to me thinking that victorkrum was shuai. he is wat! squarish jaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes and outside the shop was this quite cool place. met charissa and friends there. yea the cool place is kinda like a clubbing place but its not. there are just chairs and xboxes and computers and cinemas. but it was cool to just chill there. after that went to pool! tsktsk hil must practise more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home. and today's 40day thingo is very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115349377305961713?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115349377305961713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115349377305961713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115349377305961713' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115341563947976110</id><published>2006-07-21T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T01:13:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/buzz%20off.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ohno. was looking at batch06 photos... and AHHHHH. haha seeing the seven deadly sins of batch06 makes me wanna laugh my head off cos its super funny! with lianne looking like she's gonna laugh in PRIDE... and the expressions of some people are really hilarious! vic and lydia in lust... haha and michellecheong looks super cute in all the pictures! esp WRATH haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. while wanting to laugh my head off... also feel like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like the "ohno its so darn funny... and we're gonna leave 45th soon" that kind of feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH only a few more sessions I DON'T WANNA LEAVE. what am i supposed to do with my mondays and wednesdays huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/batch06interugday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/batch06interugday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/06!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/06%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;batch06 you rock so much man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115341563947976110?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115341563947976110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115341563947976110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115341563947976110' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115332624970441798</id><published>2006-07-20T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T00:24:09.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today was inter-ug day! quite interesting la lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes yunxi wants me to blog about the pepsicola game. so i shall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha one of the stations was a pepsicola game. and whoa yunxi really gives everything she has! we were each allowed two steps... so this brave girl took a step toward e opponent. and... it turns out that e opponent is just &lt;em&gt;slightly&lt;/em&gt; out of reach! alas, a little miscalculation could have such dire effects! but, deciding to risk all, yunxi does the ULTIMATE move... to reach the opponent's leg... she &lt;strong&gt;SPLITS&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"that was such a beautiful move", thought hil who was e first to get kicked out of the game, "i must congratulate her on such a great effort."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus! hil starts praising yunxi for her excellent never-say-die self-sacrificial attitude! but yunxi, despite such a great show put up, miscalculated again and was the third to get out of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yunxi! nice not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115332624970441798?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115332624970441798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115332624970441798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115332624970441798' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115297207866928431</id><published>2006-07-15T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T22:01:18.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been frowning all night.&lt;br /&gt;its time to SMILE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like kutless.&lt;br /&gt;i like nickleback&lt;br /&gt;all angsty songs one.&lt;br /&gt;but more healthy to listen to kutless haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;running out of ways to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hold on to hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and it always slips away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're all alone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you don't have to&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pretend to cope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there is a brighter way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILESMILESMILE.&lt;br /&gt;*shows gleaming teeth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115297207866928431?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115297207866928431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115297207866928431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115297207866928431' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115246266743436729</id><published>2006-07-10T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T00:31:07.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha! couldnt resist. went to the pbelections thingy... and they put the pics of all the nominees there! and they all looked so WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115246266743436729?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115246266743436729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115246266743436729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115246266743436729' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115185580053412919</id><published>2006-07-02T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:59:01.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Purpose&lt;br /&gt;======&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel like you are just working to pay bills?&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel like you doing something that is a waste of your time?&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel you were born to do something else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you were.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel someone on the inside is telling you to do something different than those on the outside?&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel like there is a another part of you that is trapped and can't get out?&lt;br /&gt;Do you sometimes feel like someone else is supposed to be doing what you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe someone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what you were created to do on Earth?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what gifts and talents God has placed inside of you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many people will be affected by the power inside of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe you should find out?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to take a chance?&lt;br /&gt;Are you comfortable where you are?&lt;br /&gt;Are you uncomfortable where you are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All changes involve risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where the road you are on will take you?&lt;br /&gt;Do you know where the road you could be on will take you?&lt;br /&gt;Can you see the future of your greatest potential?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you looking without or within?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your fingertip, you have a unique mark in all the world, it remains on everything you touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at your iris, no eye on Earth sees what you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your voice, your words vibrate a unique pattern that will only sound the same coming from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel your heartbeat, it pumps blood carrying a DNA (Destiny Now Authorized) that no computer can decode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no amount of money that can compensate for not being in your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;There is no amount of time that can pass that will be too late for at least part of your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;There is no one who knows better what you were designed for than the original designer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you are is no accident.&lt;br /&gt;Who you are is no mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Where you are is no coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Why you are is all that is relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of this moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you discover your purpose you will know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115185580053412919?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115185580053412919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115185580053412919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115185580053412919' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115185449586080420</id><published>2006-07-02T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:34:55.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha its been a week since i went on the com at home! been busybusybusy! monday had the recording! we started recording on monday, we ended on tuesday! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall start jumping around to events i rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first! hahaha super funny. i think it was thurs. but yes mich and i stayed back in school to study. then when we were going home, at the foyer we saw waiian sitting on the steps! so mich bounced off to say hi and i was strolling behind. but see waiian saw mich and immediately focussed her attention on her! then a thought occured to me haha: waiian hasnt seen me yet! so i can take this opportunity to scare her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so... when waiian was talking to mich... i walked up quietly behind her. and then... haha waiian reached out to take mich's hand or sth so weird i dunno why also. and! hil saw this incredible chance and of course she grabbed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiian: *reaching out... gonna touch mich's hand alr...*&lt;br /&gt;hil: HEY why are you touching her huh!&lt;br /&gt;waiian: jumps in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA so funny you should have seen her! she literally JUMPED lor! as in jumped! like jumped! boing! hahahaha was laughing my head off even when e car turned out of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing... skies! yea these days have had very nice skies. whoa just look up, and the clouds are such an amazing work of art! its like there's this soft blue sky in the background... and you can really see the wispy clouds floating. so many types. got the thin thin type, wispy type, solid type... its so whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the sky even. its not totally blue... but at one point it changes colour... to abit of pink and yellow. ohyea i'm talking about 6+ in the evening of course. but yea whoa! all the types of clouds, just scattered over the sky, its like an artist using different types of brushstrokes to create different effects. and you just stare and like whoa there are so many different kinda clouds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since my phone has a cam now i've been taking pictures everywhere i go. so everytime i go home when i'm walking... i take super long cos i'll just see sth nice and stop to take picture. and i have a thing for trees against skies. dunno why haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms was composing a song. it sounds angsty but it wasnt meant to be! its not finished though. here are e first two verses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few steps away from home&lt;br /&gt;i've been a wanderer most of my life&lt;br /&gt;but now i feel that something's calling me back&lt;br /&gt;there's a pulling that i can't deny&lt;br /&gt;a few steps away from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the day i stepped out of the gate&lt;br /&gt;never knew that step would bring me so far&lt;br /&gt;its a mixture of wanting and hate&lt;br /&gt;for those few steps away from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man it sounds so angsty but it really wasnt meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next! haha on sat my batch came down to school to dance. ahhhhhhh its super fun! the dance we have is SUPERCOOL haha and fun to do! its tiring but that makes it all the more funner when you put the song on repeat and dance and dance and dance and dance! vic so pro. choreo the steps all so nice one. but YEA dancing is great man. should come down every sat during options to dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;head prefect nominations. its uninteresting. the campaigning not fun one. the speeches are so abstract. haha when the nominees were making their speeches in the hall to the sec4s... by the time we got to the 2nd speaker half the hall wasnt paying attention alr i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rachel was being super funny! suddenly she started going on about xmen! hahaha her fav characters same as mine. wolverine and cyclops! AND throughout the speeches... she was putting her 2 fingers to her temples there and shooting like cyclops... and doing the wolverine move where his claws come out! hahaha entertainment man. and she keeps pronouncing rogue as 'roosh'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea anyway the speeches were super abstract. the only one i could remember was the hands one. and that is very vaguely. cos she was the first speaker! i think one talked about enzymes and gave us a whole lesson on how they work. but yea i didnt understand all their concepts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe brazil lost to lousy france. their ball play was e only one that was WHOA. and they lost to lousy france. shocker man. i'm just rooting for germany now! miroslav klose! michael ballack! haha. no more oliverkahn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;semis are wed and thurs night. i am so gonna watch the wed night one. eh wait what do they mean by wed 2.50am ah? is it wed morning? oh so it would be tues night. okay can! wed no chi no eng no geog. no tests! hahaha okay good good. and its nicenice germany vs ukraine. i think germany can win alr lor the teams left are so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to dance.&lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115185449586080420?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115185449586080420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115185449586080420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115185449586080420' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115112666766428491</id><published>2006-06-24T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:24:27.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Cracked Pot&lt;br /&gt;A water bearer in China had two large pots, each hung on the ends of a pole which he carried across his neck.One of the pots had a crack in it, while the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the long walk from the stream to the house, the cracked pot arrived only half full. For a full two years this went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments,perfect for which it was made. But the poor cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only halfof what it had been made to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream.&lt;br /&gt;"I am ashamed of myself. It's because of this crack in my side that causeswater to leak out all the way back to your house."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path,but not on the other pot's side? That's because I have always known about your flaw,and I planted flower seeds on your side of the path,and every day while we walk back, you've watered them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate the table. Without you being just the way you are, there would not be this beauty to grace the house"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral: Each of us has our own unique flaws. We're all cracked pots.But it's the cracks and flaws we each have that make our livestogether so very interesting and rewarding. You've just got to take each person for what they are, and look for the good in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms true true. but haha i read the sentence 'we're all cracked pots' and thought it sounded alot like we're all crackpots. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes. there's this thing i wanna say. but i don't feel like saying it now so i shall blog about it next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115112666766428491?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115112666766428491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115112666766428491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115112666766428491' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115046783334184232</id><published>2006-06-16T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T22:23:53.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a strange sentence full of me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;strong&gt;hil&lt;/strong&gt;osophy anni&lt;strong&gt;hil&lt;/strong&gt;ates w&lt;strong&gt;hil&lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;hil&lt;/strong&gt;ls c&lt;strong&gt;hil&lt;/strong&gt;l.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115046783334184232?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115046783334184232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115046783334184232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115046783334184232' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-115001465303863017</id><published>2006-06-11T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T16:33:39.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah. it is now the time for reflection and the noting down of memories. nods solemnly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been a busy week! full of camps! got another week full of camps next week gonna die cos both are training camps blah. consecutive! and i'm missing sonicfest! but ahwells why do i go for sonicfest? search motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sthilda's camp! the night before was rushing physics pt. so i slept at 4. woke up late the next day; 6.45 when we were supposed to be there at 7.30. rushed down to grace's house to give her my pt then reached sthil's at 7.35. haha pro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my team was BERRYNICE!&lt;br /&gt;waiian//fellow mentor&lt;br /&gt;eunice//junior leader&lt;br /&gt;dora//assistant junior leader&lt;br /&gt;cherilyn//small quiet and cute girl&lt;br /&gt;pamela//small funny and cute girl&lt;br /&gt;sophie//small funny enthusiastic participative and cute girl. also BEST CAMPER!&lt;br /&gt;madeline//small funny and cute girl who resembles pamela or pamela resembles her&lt;br /&gt;tingfang//medium quiet but later talkative girl&lt;br /&gt;jialee//small at first quiet but later noisy girl super funny also&lt;br /&gt;joyong//nice officer who does good devotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love berrynice! the change in them was so nice. at first when i first met them, all they did was stare and stare quietly. THEN! i left them alone and came back and they were all talkative and bonding and laughing and all! their team item was also soooo good OHMAN look already how can one not feel proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes the change was nice to watch. haha wat i was really proud of was during the miniolympics during the nose hockey, even though there were some reluctant ones, but for the team! they did it! they got on their knees and noses and pushed the marble all the way to the finish line! AND! hahaha so proud of those who cheered. esp pamela! followed the pple playing all the way to the finish line cheering! ALRIGHT MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha but spent nice time with people too. had a nice talk w kiddo e second night. had fun with people. and DANCING! hahaha dancing is soooo fun. vic's style and mine are so different. hai i like dancing. and tiddy shall be my successor. was so proud of her when she danced so coolly. attitude! the tarzan and jane song was fun. pump it was fun. allstar was fun. dancing was fun. i wanna dance somemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last night was fun. hahaha. was so proud of my group when i saw their dance. to 'You laid aside Your majesty'. its the super proud and happy and sweet feeling! ahhhh. :) to see all the great nice dance steps that they made themselves... they were so NICE. BERRYNICE! to see the bunch of quiet kids working together and talking and bonding and joking and laughing and playing and coming up with this themselves?! like please?! so sweet can?! ah that feeling of fierce burning pride at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the forfeit! vickiddoand me were framed! we sang but a bunch of kids came and tried to drag us to the front! as in really dragged. across the floor. when 3 of us linked arms they just dragged 3 of us. but! i managed to escape and stay unnoticed by a corner. hahahaha! hil wins again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of camp... i did sth i never thought i'd do. so unlike me. I HUGGED ALL OF THEM AHAHAHAAAA! ah. such nice cute kids. and they gave me an apple. its still on my table. i wonder if it has turned mouldy. but yes. hil has turned soft. i'm even talking and doing things for my sis instead of not talking. wahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN! went for worship retreat! haha i think the retreat was a good time of bonding and learning. i've learnt stuff that impacted me. worshipping in spirit and in truth. e stuff there can be applied to my experience so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay the following stuff are my thoughts. i'm not sure if they would stumble people so if you're not really strong or anything please don't read it and test yourself. i don't even know if its true or according to the Word. so! people who do actually read it, if there's any warped ideas please correct me. as in really don't let me continue with warped thoughts. i'm bolding it and e rest of my post is unbold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one thing that really stuck. is that worship. is for God. yea this may be repeated loads of times but do you really understand it? worship is totally and purely meant for God. He is the very REASON why such a thing exists. worship is FOR God. i dunno how to put it in words cos 'worship is for God' can be interpreted in so many different ways. but well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats the point of singing nicely in worship services? whats the point of leading a great worship? whats the point of playing really good keys or guitar? is it for God? what He wants is worship. from the heart. sth internal that is expressed externally. not just sth external while the inside remains unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the times where i'd led worship, thinking i'd done a great job, wanting God and people to see how good it went... when all the time God was looking at my heart. whether i had a heart of worship, whether i was worshipping in spirit and in truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just this simple yet deep fact. worship is for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you play for services, when you sing with the congregation. is it cos of commitment? is it cos you're there and everyone else is singing and whoa that song sounds really nice so you sing it? is it what God really wants?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worship is for God so why aren't we asking God what He wants? why arent we worshipping the way He wants us to, why arent our minds fixed on Him even when we sing? whats the point then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can do all the things in the world for God. you can climb mountains, go for mission trips, help and love people, lead amazing worships, deliver great sermons, play fantastic keys... but is your heart right? does it truly worship? put it another way. take away all the stuff you do for God. does your heart still long to worship and praise God? or are you simply using 'i'm doing it for God' as a noble purpose to do what you enjoy doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still. even if you've not been worshipping from the heart, this is no reason for you to stop going to church. pleasepleaseplease don't. if you havent been worshipping from the heart, give God a chance to change you... don't cut yourself off from Him altogether. He wants so much to bring you closer and to restore you... He can and WANTS TO make things right. He's already given His Son for us. all this to draw us closer, to tear down the barrier of sin. such extents to bring us close to Him, why should we doubt that He doesn't want to bless us and restore us into a great relationship with Him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the bible. all the verses that speak of God calling people back to Him so that He could forgive them and enjoy a relationship with them again. thats what He did for me. all the verses, just a continuous affirmation and reaffirmations that He has forgiven me and wants me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;that God forgets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"He will not always accuse, nor will He harbour His anger forever;&lt;br /&gt;He does not treat us as our sins deserve or repay us according to our iniquities&lt;br /&gt;For as hight as the heavens are above the earth,&lt;br /&gt;so great is His love for those who fear Him&lt;br /&gt;as far as the ast is from the west,&lt;br /&gt;so far has He removed our transgressions from us." Psalm 103:9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come now, let us argue this out,"says the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;"No matter how deep the stain of your sins, i can remove it.&lt;br /&gt;i can make you as clean as freshly fallen snow.&lt;br /&gt;even if you are stained as red as crimson, i can make you as white as wool." Isaiah 1:18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I, even I, am He who blots out your transgressions,&lt;br /&gt;for My own sake, and remembers your sins no more." Isaiah 43:25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have swept away your sins like the morning mists.&lt;br /&gt;I have scattered your offences like clouds.&lt;br /&gt;oh, return to me, for I have paid the price to set you free." Isaiah 44:22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;and He restores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;"And I will give you a new heart with new and right desires, and I will put a new spirit in you. I will take out your stony heart of sin and give you a new, obedient heart. and I will put my Spirit in you so you will obey my laws and do whatever I command." Ezekiel 36:26-27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DO NOT make the excuse that this has just been a sign for hil and it doesnt apply to me. like the Bible only applies to hil, only written for her like that huh. if you're gonna refuse everything God wants to show you, demanding a great experience and all that, how's He gonna change your life? yes He could give you a great experience and all but would that be good for you? would that be the best way? or would you just feel high for a moment then walk away doubting if that was really from God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you still doubt. then i challenge you to ask God yourself. as uncleben said, you've got nothing to lose and everything to gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms must meditate abit more on malachi. ponderponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha the games in the retreat were fun! candle game! man we thrashed the other team! and the football game&lt;br /&gt;haha. fifth root of 32 huh sher. the food was good. the talking was good. ohya on the the first night we were celebrating ruth's bday! then before that char sher and i were outside and i was playing the guitar and we were singing a song bout the moon and mich who was sleeping on the bench and who later went into the chalet. tried to sing her a song outside the window but she never hear. but anyway! we were singing! i think we named the song the macademian moon haha! then later when ruth came out we changed the lyrics and it became a birthday song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. throughout the retreat there was loads of bhangra. played on the electric guit lol! had fun with faith med too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes. mich sleeps like a pig. its close to impossible to wake her up. the 3rd morning sher and i took 1hr to wake her up la! we pulled the blankets off her, snatched away all the pillows, tickled her, played with her nose, dragged her off the bed, bodyslammed her (haha me), threw a tube of toothpaste at her (haha sher!), tickled her feet and all we did was turn her 180deg round. hahaha! even worse than sher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that was jamx. it went fine. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday! watched football! lol i like germany! go germany! esp watching out for klose. he is good.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss oliverkahn! he retired. boo. and costarica! everytime they say wanchope i feel like going "wanchope, twochope, threechope!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. juan gave me a pick. all my picks except one have been given to me. funny. haha let me list down my picks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black metal pick with 3 holes// mich gave it to me. it looks nice and she made it into a hangy thing of sorts but its useless for playing the guit, it sounds horrible haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big fat white fender pick (thin)// jason gave it to me its nice and bendy but not bendy enough, don't really use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the white cheapo series// mich gave e 4 to me... got the fatfat one, the fat one and 2 thinbendy ones. i love the thinbendy ones they are my fav picks! great for playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat green tortex pick (.88mm)// got it from erik from westgrand. got his signature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat green jimdunloppick (.96mm)// got it from erik too with his signature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat pink martin&amp;amp;co pick (1.0mm)// got it from someone else from westgrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green synwin medium pick// this is the only one that i bought for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple TGM classic thing pick// mich gave it to me on wednesday! love it is super thin and bendy. but the words are wearing off already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purple jimdunlop medium pick// juan gave it to me today! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i used to have a blue jimdunlop thin pick from mich but i lost it :( it was a super nice pick too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so! how many picks do i have?&lt;br /&gt;12 i think. must go find the nice superthinbendy cheapo picks. they are my favourite! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hil! you must stop losing picks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! went lunch with char and dj. and it was super funny. cos it was raining. so dj reached into his bag... and took out... newspapers! haha was laughing my head off at char cos she looked so sodden! with a limp newspaper on her head! then we ran in the rain and char and i were laughing. reached the trafficlight. noticed it was blinking. so we decided to cross. and the moment we stepped onto the road it turned red. so i was laughing. ahhhh the whole thing was super funny la char and her limp newspaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-115001465303863017?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115001465303863017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/115001465303863017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115001465303863017' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114996257135689105</id><published>2006-06-11T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T02:02:51.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA just wanna praise God for all the little DNAs He has made!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so PRO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and He is my Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA COOL ANOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114996257135689105?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114996257135689105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114996257135689105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114996257135689105' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114996212584591954</id><published>2006-06-11T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T01:55:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>koped this from uncleben's blog. HAHAHA its super funny read it and started laughing! love e guy's logic man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: i've heard that cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. is this true?&lt;br /&gt;A: your heart is only good for so many beats, and that's it...don't waste time on exercise. everything wears out eventually. speeding up your heart will not make you live longer; that's like saying you can extend the life of your car by driving it faster. what to have a longer life? go take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: should i cut down on meat and eat more fruits and vegetables?&lt;br /&gt;A: you must grasp logistical efficiencies. what does a lamb eat? leaves and corn. and what are these? vegetables. so a kebab is nothing more than an effecient mechanism of delivering vegetables to your system, see? need grain? eat chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: should i reduce my alcohol intake?&lt;br /&gt;A: no, not at all. wine is made from fruit. brandy is distilled wine, that means that they take the water out of the fruity bit so that you get even more goodness that way. beer is also made out of grain. a toast to health, and bottoms up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: aren't fried foods bad for you?&lt;br /&gt;A: you're not listening! food are fried these days in vegetable oil. how could more vegetables be bad for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: will sit-ups help me prevent getting soft around the middle and developing a paunch?&lt;br /&gt;A: definitely not! when you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. you should only be doing sit-ups if you want a bigger belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: is chocolate bad for me?&lt;br /&gt;A: are you crazy? hell no! hello...anyone home? cocoa beans...another vegatable! it's the best feel-good food around. i recommend lots of chocolate and coffee after every meal, as potent as possible, it's good for your well-being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: is swimming good for your figure?&lt;br /&gt;A: if swimming is good for your figure, would you care to explain the physique of whales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: is getting in-shape important for my lifestyle?&lt;br /&gt;A: hey! 'round' is a shape too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha its super funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114996212584591954?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114996212584591954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114996212584591954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114996212584591954' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114934849188476537</id><published>2006-06-03T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T23:28:11.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha physics pt has been thrown aside!&lt;br /&gt;but i thought i started quite late... until i called grace.&lt;br /&gt;she hasnt started yet.&lt;br /&gt;its due on monday.&lt;br /&gt;she pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but i think the person who invented the two-way (or rather 3-way) switch is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;its so clever! it works and fits together so perfectly!&lt;br /&gt;like whoa. the simplicity of it.&lt;br /&gt;wahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and surprisingly, i had fun doing the pt.&lt;br /&gt;i think its fun. fitting the electrical stuffs together.&lt;br /&gt;esp aft having tuition with char.&lt;br /&gt;everything is clear now!&lt;br /&gt;lol no la but at least i understand e concepts better.&lt;br /&gt;i know the difference between current and voltage.&lt;br /&gt;i know what electromotive force is and what potential difference is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesyes anyway the two-way (or rather 3-way) switch.&lt;br /&gt;its so nice.&lt;br /&gt;i like things that fit nicely together. simple things.&lt;br /&gt;like DNA.&lt;br /&gt;totally based on the... on the... i forgot the name.&lt;br /&gt;ah! base pairings!&lt;br /&gt;and its amazing how those little base pairings can influence everything else&lt;br /&gt;the translation, transcription...&lt;br /&gt;like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;it fits together so perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;and from there the tRNAs with the anticodons...&lt;br /&gt;all completely based on the base pairings.&lt;br /&gt;God so pro.&lt;br /&gt;AND! replication!&lt;br /&gt;where the little enzymes just go whizzing past... from one end to another...&lt;br /&gt;and how does it know what to reproduce?&lt;br /&gt;it gets its info from the base pairings!&lt;br /&gt;fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;and where does it know where to start and stop?&lt;br /&gt;from a code from the base pairings!&lt;br /&gt;how do the mRNA know how and what to produce?&lt;br /&gt;from the base pairings!&lt;br /&gt;its amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i absolutely love about bio.&lt;br /&gt;how little things fit together so perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like all the different polypeptides.&lt;br /&gt;becoming different amino acids. (hmms actually are polypeptides amino acids?)&lt;br /&gt;making up different protein chains.&lt;br /&gt;all the different ways each elements fits together to form molecules and compounds&lt;br /&gt;which form even bigger and cooler structures that fit together nicely somehow&lt;br /&gt;and just a little variation makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;yet it somehow happens that sth perfect and balanced gets churned out.&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, though of course there are mutations.&lt;br /&gt;but the system is just so... perfect.&lt;br /&gt;God so pro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking at a leaf through a microscope!&lt;br /&gt;all the little cells!&lt;br /&gt;all with different functions!&lt;br /&gt;just learning bout all the different types of cells&lt;br /&gt;how their physical properties help them to carry out their functions...&lt;br /&gt;and after that looking at the whole big leaf&lt;br /&gt;and knowing that in that thin little piece&lt;br /&gt;there are loads of little cells.&lt;br /&gt;all fitting together in one nicely functioning system.&lt;br /&gt;then looking out at a tree.&lt;br /&gt;with all the thousands of little leaves.&lt;br /&gt;each with that system in them.&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and your body!&lt;br /&gt;knowing and learning bout each different body part!&lt;br /&gt;each created and made for a different purpose&lt;br /&gt;yet fulfilling that purpose so nicely!&lt;br /&gt;and everything just fits together.&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i love bio even though i may fail or score badly at it.&lt;br /&gt;its not bout the results... its the joy and awe and wonder of learning bout these little awesome systems.&lt;br /&gt;and just marveling at how pro God is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum just bought a new packet of wang4wang4.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114934849188476537?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114934849188476537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114934849188476537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114934849188476537' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114930713915006454</id><published>2006-06-03T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T12:04:24.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its amazing how a non-offensive, non-defensive, just sincere post can put things into perspective. one that focusses on other people instead of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many blessings i have! and chances are, you're prob one of them. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114930713915006454?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114930713915006454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114930713915006454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#114930713915006454' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114887419010872763</id><published>2006-05-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T11:43:10.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. do not eat wang4wang4 and mangoes when you have an ulcer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos they make you heatier! started of with one ulcer, ate ate ate wang4wang4 and mangos... and then there were 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. do not cut your fingernails after playing guitar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos after playing guitar the tips of your fingers get all numb. and that's where the nail is. so when you cut there's no feeling if you're cutting too deep or anything and all 4 fingers and thumb now have really short nails now. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yesterday sher char and me were playing chess! and checkers. charleen is good. sher still remains the pro-est but charleen can challenge her... and win! like whoa. and she can beat me in checkers too. tricky person, she. hahaha but sherlyn is a noob at checkers i won her 7 pieces to 1! and she never learns... double-ate her pieces dunno how many times. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the horsey song:&lt;br /&gt;you ate my horsey horsey horsey horsey...&lt;br /&gt;you ate my horsey horsey horsey horsey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my horse, is gone!&lt;br /&gt;it got eaten by a pawn!&lt;br /&gt;my horse, can't be seen!&lt;br /&gt;it got eaten by the queen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha yesyes the horsey song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114887419010872763?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114887419010872763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114887419010872763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114887419010872763' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114856727754868847</id><published>2006-05-25T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T22:27:57.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/frustration.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/frustration.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114856727754868847?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114856727754868847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114856727754868847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114856727754868847' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114805748478689675</id><published>2006-05-20T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T00:51:24.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/drawing01.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms there was a snake in my house a few days back.&lt;br /&gt;ribbon snake apparently, black and yellow.&lt;br /&gt;mum killed it with hot water down its neck&lt;br /&gt;hmms. poor fellow.&lt;br /&gt;so you think you can dance? yea that show.&lt;br /&gt;but now not nice, cos got no more snow.&lt;br /&gt;ah snow ah snow come back, dance and kick!&lt;br /&gt;so sad her departure, i dedicate a pic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/untitled.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/untitled.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114805748478689675?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114805748478689675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114805748478689675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114805748478689675' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114724367472310316</id><published>2006-05-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T14:47:54.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/bat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/bat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! combined drawing by kiddo and me! mostly done by kiddo though. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spot the kid! spot the hil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114724367472310316?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114724367472310316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114724367472310316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114724367472310316' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114684829550344068</id><published>2006-05-06T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T01:04:26.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/the%20hill.0.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to those who are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/looking.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/looking.1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking for something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/lost.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/lost.1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/lost.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/alone.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/alone.0.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/indescribable.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/indescribable.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/cheer!.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/cheer%21.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give up! there are loads of people cheering for you! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/light.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/light.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday you'll find your light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/alone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP EVERYBODY WHO IS DOWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THOSE WHO ARE HAPPY REMAIN HAPPY TO CHEER THE DOWN PEOPLE UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha ohnooooo have to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/alone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/alone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/alone.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114684829550344068?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114684829550344068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114684829550344068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114684829550344068' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114675698268356532</id><published>2006-05-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:36:22.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let me count the words i said to e people at home today.&lt;br /&gt;"i don't know"&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;"lets eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha six.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114675698268356532?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114675698268356532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114675698268356532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114675698268356532' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114667094992117353</id><published>2006-05-03T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:42:29.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/psycho!.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/psycho%21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. now its time to start psycho-ing yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love studying!&lt;br /&gt;i love mugging!&lt;br /&gt;SAs are so fun!&lt;br /&gt;i like doing homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114667094992117353?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114667094992117353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114667094992117353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114667094992117353' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114641428984976567</id><published>2006-05-01T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T00:24:49.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/WAHHHH!.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/WAHHHH%21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "WAHHHH!", says hil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i just realised how much work i have to do... chempt and rs! hahahaha tmr shall be work day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114641428984976567?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114641428984976567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114641428984976567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_05_01_archive.html#114641428984976567' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114631540062708140</id><published>2006-04-29T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T20:56:40.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha these days have had very nice skies. yesterday esp... in the evening just after it rained. WHOA. the sky was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun was setting so it was a very deep yellow. you know the sunset kind of deep yellow? ya that one. then immediately above it was a super grey cloud. so dark. when i saw it the first thing that came to mind was 'armegeddon'. i dunno why haha! but it was super cool. i've never seen a sunset like that. dark grey and deep yellow. whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also before that i saw the super grey cloud next to clear blue sky. the contrast! it was so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i went home! mich asked me to go see the sky. so i went to see the sky. and whoa! it was nice in a different way. the sky was pink and purple and blue. mich said it was intense red but at my side it was pink and purple and blue. then outside my house its just this bunch of trees... e big kind with alot of branches and small leaves... so everytime the sky is silhouetted against it. am i using e word correctly? haha you get wat i mean. then against the pink purple and blue sky... haha it was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today! went to the beach. it was very low tide. and the sky was cool again! the opposite shore looked very near today. haha can't describe it in words... but imagine this vast expanse of sky. like an omnimax theatre only better and cooler. on the left you see this dark portion growing steadily darker. then when it reaches the opposite coast its at its darkest. and at the darkest end its raining. and the rain looks like this bunch of dark grey threads linking the cloud to land. like in between the dark dark clouds and land there's suddenly these slightly lighter grey threads. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then looking almost directly above you, there's this sudden patch of clear very nice deep sky blue and white wispy yet not really cottonwoolly clouds. somehow e word spidery comes to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking to the right! its another dark patch of clouds. can't rmb how they looked like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and! there was lightning at the left where it was storming! wahhhh. it was pretty quick lightning though. but yea it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also remember sometime last month... was walking home and the sky was cloudy and it was windy. and i noticed the clouds were moving quite fast. so i just stopped in the middle of the road outside my house and looked straight up. WHOA. have you ever done that! when the clouds are moving so incredibly fast above you and your entire vision consists of the sky. the grey clouds... can't be considered wispy but they werent thick as well. it was just... whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like those tv documentaries. where they show the little grey clouds moving very fast. only it was better than tv. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should get a cam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114631540062708140?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114631540062708140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114631540062708140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114631540062708140' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114624028114037436</id><published>2006-04-29T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T00:05:49.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what do i have to do for rs?&lt;br /&gt;1. Explanatory notes for product&lt;br /&gt;2. list of figures and tables [edit all the table names/ add in overall score from ppt]&lt;br /&gt;3. reflection&lt;br /&gt;4. minutes&lt;br /&gt;5. complete discussion&lt;br /&gt;6. interview transcript&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a busy weekend! dinners all over the place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i've been playing my guit alot these few days. barring chords. until hand cramp. i think my little muscle over there at my hand has grown slightly larger! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO FOR RALLIES I MISSED CHIAMSEETONG'S ONE TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha singapore politics amuses me loads. laughed so much while watching the news today. esp about LeeHsienLoong and GeorgeYeo on the opposition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i don't see what the fight is about. whatever party that comes into power, they do the same thing: upgrade lifts, build covered walkways, set up more facilities. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not comment more wait get sued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114624028114037436?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114624028114037436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114624028114037436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114624028114037436' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114615199091551463</id><published>2006-04-27T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:33:10.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha funny stuff have been happening. not many but still they have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday! this relief teacher came in for math. her entrance was quite shocking in that she just strode into the classroom. seeing this blue person (quite short) striding into your classroom in the midst of the chaos is quite surprising. so unnoticeable. but anyway she was quite weird. the before the class started somehow dino and i were already quite high. we were laughing bout sth i can't remember... sth bout me looking like a cat. haha! then when the teacher came in and started talking we went even higher! cos the way she talks is just so... like she doesnt care whether she's being heard or not. she just talks in this rush of unclear words and by the time i notice that she's talking she's already finished and i go 'huh?' lol! yea math was funny. but she's quite good. very clear in her presentation. got much clearer after her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! was a day of songs. i discovered a song that had rachel's and my name inside! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we walk to the left&lt;br /&gt;as we walk to the right&lt;br /&gt;as we walk as we walk&lt;br /&gt;as we walk all night&lt;br /&gt;with a hil and a toh&lt;br /&gt;and a half-turn round&lt;br /&gt;with a hil and a toh&lt;br /&gt;and a new friend found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha discovered it on the staircase and when rachel heard it she immediately started abusing me. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! lunch! went down to the gb room cos batch was supposed to do batchwork. but then saw yunxi and waiian. and yunxi was eating her curry chicken rice! with a chicken thigh! so... being hil. i made up a song to disturb her while eating! love disturbing people while they are eating hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a happy chicken&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a farm from young&lt;br /&gt;until a farmer came and chopped my head off&lt;br /&gt;and now i am somebody's lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh watch as she sticks her spoon into my leg&lt;br /&gt;oh feel the pain i feel, i ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a chicken, but now i am meat&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i'd be the thing that somebody eats&lt;br /&gt;i used to be alive, but now i am dead&lt;br /&gt;i used to run so freely, but am now on someone's plate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA imagine hearing that song while you're eating chicken! and somemore when she was sticking the spoon into the chicken thigh i came up with the prechorus! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. rachel was being CRAZY today! during recess... suddenly out of the blue... she brought up a sensitive and private topic! and went totally crazy! dunno what asking dino to influence me huh... the more influential one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a more serious note. hmms. yea must always keep focussed on who God is. cannot let go no matter what. especially when the lies start flooding in. also... have faith in your friends. don't let insecurity spoil friendships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114615199091551463?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114615199091551463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114615199091551463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114615199091551463' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114615236904350667</id><published>2006-04-27T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:39:29.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha funny stuff have been happening. not many but still they have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday! this relief teacher came in for math. her entrance was quite shocking in that she just strode into the classroom. seeing this blue person (quite short) striding into your classroom in the midst of the chaos is quite surprising. so unnoticeable. but anyway she was quite weird. the before the class started somehow dino and i were already quite high. we were laughing bout sth i can't remember... sth bout me looking like a cat. haha! then when the teacher came in and started talking we went even higher! cos the way she talks is just so... like she doesnt care whether she's being heard or not. she just talks in this rush of unclear words and by the time i notice that she's talking she's already finished and i go 'huh?' lol! yea math was funny. but she's quite good. very clear in her presentation. got much clearer after her lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today! was a day of songs. i discovered a song that had rachel's and my name inside! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we walk to the left&lt;br /&gt;as we walk to the right&lt;br /&gt;as we walk as we walk&lt;br /&gt;as we walk all night&lt;br /&gt;with a hil and a toh&lt;br /&gt;and a half-turn round&lt;br /&gt;with a hil and a toh&lt;br /&gt;and a new friend found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha discovered it on the staircase and when rachel heard it she immediately started abusing me. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! lunch! went down to the gb room cos batch was supposed to do batchwork. but then saw yunxi and waiian. and yunxi was eating her curry chicken rice! with a chicken thigh! so... being hil. i made up a song to disturb her while eating! love disturbing people while they are eating hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a happy chicken&lt;br /&gt;i grew up in a farm from young&lt;br /&gt;until a farmer came and chopped my head off&lt;br /&gt;and now i am somebody's lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh watch as she sticks her spoon into my leg&lt;br /&gt;oh feel the pain i feel, i ache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to be a chicken, but now i am mA1 a estar contento, volverá a decirme las cosas que me decía y hará como que no le dije nada. Me guardará el secreto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114615236904350667?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114615236904350667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114615236904350667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114615236904350667' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114606978084242503</id><published>2006-04-27T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T00:43:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need someplace to yell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inside the bottle. add both reactants. a reaction occurs. to hasten it, shake the bottle, put external pressure. increase the concentration of reactants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pressure accumulated inside from the vigorous reaction. it cannot be contained and it results in the inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottle cap goes 'phuttt!' and the bottle BLOWS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's left behind? a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114606978084242503?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114606978084242503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114606978084242503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114606978084242503' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114580802103553468</id><published>2006-04-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T00:00:21.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey pei. for you. haha cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trading my sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I'm trading my shame&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying it down for the joy of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trading my sickness&lt;br /&gt;I'm trading my pain&lt;br /&gt;I'm laying it down for the joy of the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And we say yes Lord yes Lord yes yes Lord&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lord yes Lord yes yes Lord&lt;br /&gt;Yes Lord yes Lord yes yes Lord Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pressed but not crushed persecuted not abandoned&lt;br /&gt;Struck down but not destroyed&lt;br /&gt;I'm blessed beyond the curse for his promise will endure&lt;br /&gt;And his joy's gonna be my strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the sorrow may last for the night&lt;br /&gt;His joy comes with the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. this song for everyone la. since everyone seems to be down. cheer up! can just go to God and exchange our bad stuff for His good stuff! its free; the price is already paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing my God cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114580802103553468?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114580802103553468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114580802103553468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114580802103553468' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114528433486416429</id><published>2006-04-17T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:32:14.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;the whole school has white floors now&lt;br /&gt;cos of the sec4's chem project haha.&lt;br /&gt;i realise now how long it has been&lt;br /&gt;since i've blogged&lt;br /&gt;cos the last entry i wanted to blog&lt;br /&gt;was on my very painful ulcer&lt;br /&gt;but now its gone.&lt;br /&gt;and i havent blogged about it yet.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells i have been busy.&lt;br /&gt;i like playing pictionary&lt;br /&gt;and taboo and charoodles.&lt;br /&gt;and the guitar too.&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a very busy person&lt;br /&gt;more busy than i am now&lt;br /&gt;planned whats gonna be happening&lt;br /&gt;the next few weeks in class today.&lt;br /&gt;whoa.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;i need a breakthrough!&lt;br /&gt;taking my 5 items on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;everything should be okay&lt;br /&gt;except for sit and reach&lt;br /&gt;i always die there&lt;br /&gt;cos i'm as flexible&lt;br /&gt;as a block of wood.&lt;br /&gt;which means i'm not flexible.&lt;br /&gt;the rest is okay.&lt;br /&gt;2.4 next tues!&lt;br /&gt;haha comecome assemble a la1 la1 dui4&lt;br /&gt;cheer for hil!&lt;br /&gt;push push push!&lt;br /&gt;run run run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114528433486416429?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114528433486416429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114528433486416429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114528433486416429' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114415902623531448</id><published>2006-04-04T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T21:57:06.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these have been busy days. have an average of 4hrs of sleep a day. but ohwells i shall strive and push on! pushpushpush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to prat's house to do chem project on sunday. she lives in some area of singapore i've never been to in my life. even the buses there also never hear before one. so after we decided to go home... went to the bus stop outside her house for a while to see if i can catch some bus. but it was a nice day... cos it rained so it was cool and all. and i decided to take a walk. haha! in some place i've never been to! fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i walked down the street... the air was really nice and cool. and it was quite peaceful. then i got to a bus stop. and i decided to take 157 since it said it was going to toapayoh. about 40min to toapayoh i went. then! i dropped at a bus stop and decided to trust my sense of direction that it was indeed the right direction. turns out it was WRONG! so i wasted a bit of time, missed a few buses. was like running across the road to check if the bus went to toapayoh or pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got home. 2hrs after i left the house. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today we had physics. practical. we were given this battery, and the teacher said that it contained enough power to kill a person. 1amp i think. so liting and i were staring at the batt... and i was wondering if i held the two metal points sticking out of the the batt would the current flow through me and would i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was to scared to try haha so we did it with a wire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;connected one point to one end of the wire... then when liting touched the wire to the other point... THERE WERE SPARKS! wahhhhhh! so we were like 'wah lucky never go try touch...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then the teacher said that the batt wouldnt kill. so ohwells. hil lives another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Praise You In This Storm"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sure by now&lt;br /&gt;That You would have reached down&lt;br /&gt;And wiped our tears away&lt;br /&gt;Stepped in and saved the day&lt;br /&gt;But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear Your whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;And I will lift my hands&lt;br /&gt;For You are who You are&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I am&lt;br /&gt;Every tear I've cried&lt;br /&gt;You hold in Your hand&lt;br /&gt;You never left my side&lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is torn&lt;br /&gt;I will praise You in this storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled in the wind&lt;br /&gt;You heard my cry&lt;br /&gt;You raised me up again&lt;br /&gt;My strength is almost gone&lt;br /&gt;How can I carry on&lt;br /&gt;If I can't find You&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder rolls&lt;br /&gt;I barely hear You whisper through the rain&lt;br /&gt;"I'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;And as Your mercy falls&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands and praise the God who gives&lt;br /&gt;And takes away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lift my eyes unto the hills&lt;br /&gt;Where does my help come from?&lt;br /&gt;My help comes from the Lord&lt;br /&gt;The Maker of Heaven and Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Eleventh Hour"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace the shape of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Till it becomes more familiar&lt;br /&gt;To your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I've been lost without you&lt;br /&gt;Cold without your love&lt;br /&gt;It's taken days and nights&lt;br /&gt;To make me realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rescue me from hanging on this line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't give up on giving you&lt;br /&gt;The chance to blow my mind&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the eleventh hour quickly&lt;br /&gt;Pass me by&lt;br /&gt;I'll find you when I think&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of time&lt;br /&gt;Take the place of my heart&lt;br /&gt;Till I become a stranger to my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been down without you&lt;br /&gt;Wrong without your love&lt;br /&gt;In time will I be what&lt;br /&gt;You're thinking of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114415902623531448?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114415902623531448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114415902623531448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114415902623531448' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114356683944722403</id><published>2006-03-29T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T01:27:19.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stella zhang. student? assassin as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prowling the corridors of school. looking like a normal student. interacting with people unaware of her identity. focussing on her target: &lt;em&gt;the math teacher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... on that normal tuesday. she makes her rounds around the third floor. where teachers pass by, clueless and ignorant of the danger that lay in the normalcy of the school environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all seemed well in her eyes. again she runs through the plan in her head. &lt;em&gt;she had already acquainted herself with the target.&lt;/em&gt; she scans the floor again, looking for the slim build that would tell her of her target's approach. &lt;em&gt;it would be simple and quick. if only she had the chance...&lt;/em&gt; not seeing the already familiar frame of her target, she turns back. another day perhaps. she looks up to wave and acknowledge two onlookers; a mich and a hil. she has to resume that facade to fool the minds of those who did not suspect yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a sudden sense&lt;/em&gt;. immediately her head snaps up. &lt;em&gt;is that what i see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the math teacher approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;she tenses. this is it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon. her job would be done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she watches as the hil runs toward the target and engages the target in conversation. she waits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah! she approaches.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hil backs away to talk to the mich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the student approaches the teacher, seemingly to ask a question. the teacher pauses and turns to face her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOW!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with a quick movement her hand grabs the smooth metal, whipping it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scissors clatters to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas! it was mistimed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the assassin curses under her breath. and instantly, the facade is up again. fixing a shocked look on her face, she bends to pick the deadly weapon up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the stunned faces staring at the scissors... do they know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she brushes it off with a smile and proceeds to ask the teacher a question. the tension breaks and normalcy resumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another day perhaps.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114356683944722403?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114356683944722403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114356683944722403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114356683944722403' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114329968079177264</id><published>2006-03-25T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:14:40.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"Run"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know I&lt;br /&gt;just, just want to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;Looking down from above as you watch TV&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why, oh you're ignoring me&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember, remember when I came to you&lt;br /&gt;And you loved me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know I&lt;br /&gt;just, just want to be with you, to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why do you run why do you hide oh do't you know&lt;br /&gt;I just, just want to be with you, to be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Whatever happened to the love, the love you had for me&lt;br /&gt;When you first came to me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that I died, died so I could be with&lt;br /&gt;you forever.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know I&lt;br /&gt;just, just want to be with you, to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know&lt;br /&gt;I just, just want to be with you, to be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Find a place of solitude, and I'll speak to you&lt;br /&gt;As you pray to me&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know I'm waiting here, waiting for you to&lt;br /&gt;read and hear my words&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting here missing the time the times we shared&lt;br /&gt;oh, please come to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So, why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know I&lt;br /&gt;just, just want to be with you, to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Hey, why do you run why do you hide oh don't you know&lt;br /&gt;I just, just want to be with you, to be with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to stop running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114329968079177264?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114329968079177264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114329968079177264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114329968079177264' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114329957253496120</id><published>2006-03-25T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:12:52.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just realised. that march camp is over. ohman. as in what it means. its like e really big event my batch had to plan... it's come and gone. we survived it. it's over! we got through it. march camp is always THE event that everyone looks to the sec4s for... and our turn is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was just thinking just now... wat sec4 farewell will be like. i can't imagine it. seriously. that strange feeling... knowing that that's e very very last official gb meeting you'll have as a batch with the company. that the next time you come back it'll be different. you won't actually belong anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll really really really miss 45th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh treasure whatever time we have left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114329957253496120?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114329957253496120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114329957253496120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114329957253496120' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114321410461399360</id><published>2006-03-24T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T23:28:24.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a braindead hil greets you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went blading again. it felt different. i shall never wear white socks with colourful rims again. can't blade in them. so i only bladed for 10min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my batteries for mp3 run out v easily. killed 3 already. maybe i should try stick a potato in since they say it is a source of electicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss pear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw a big spider hanging from a lamppost today. saw a bird with sth gross in its mouth. dunno what it is. its either a very weird centipede or a frog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a braindead hil bids you farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114321410461399360?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114321410461399360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114321410461399360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114321410461399360' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114304220227526332</id><published>2006-03-22T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:43:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i went blading! lol! actually no la didnt go park just bladed at the road outside my house. okay la i can blade. but very slowly. at least its faster than walking haha! and i dunno how to do anything else besides move forward. dunno how to stop, turn, anything. if i turn i just wait for e wheels to stop, then i walk. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did sth quite dumb for someone who doesnt know how to stop on blades. i tried going down a slope! and the slope is a road! wahh smart smart. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea cos i thought somehow i would learn how to brake on the slope. or at least i'd be able to. last resort just purposely fall down then will stop. so i bladed down the slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first nothing much. then... started getting faster! wahhhh! okay then i thought i better try to brake now if not i'll crash into sth. so i tried. and it didnt work. die. so i thought haha lucky at this time the road is empty. so at least won't get knock down by car. kinda forgot that i was blading towards e place where cars turned in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway there werent much cars. until i was almost reaching the junction then a blue car turned in. but it was quite far away so it drove off before i reached it. THEN! a van suddenly appeared out of nowhere! haha thought i was gonna miss it like i did with the car but the rate i was going i was gonna crash into it. tried to turn but HAHA I COULDNT! so i did the last resort. i sat down on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha sounds quite dumb. sitting in the middle of the road. but anyway i missed the van so yay i'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114304220227526332?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114304220227526332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114304220227526332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114304220227526332' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114300632853494725</id><published>2006-03-22T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T13:45:28.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;i can't aim with the mouse anymore hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i opened word. then wanted to open a file. so i closed the 'Document 1' that popped up. then i went to click the open files icon. but i missed. and clicked the new document icon. so 'Document 2' popped up. so i went to close it. and went to click the open files icon. but i missed. and clicked the new document icon. so 'Document 3' popped up. haha but i managed to open e file eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm bored and there's a truckload of rs to do but spirit is unwilling flesh is weak. haha! i will do it though! prob gonna have to chiong thru the night. my phrasing will turn out all wonky again. and i predict that i will get super irritated with formatting cos the graphs will start jumping here and there. then i'll start missing things with the mouse and accidentally close documents so i must rmb to SAVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love jars of clay. their songs when you first hear them are super weird. i call 'i'll fly away' the suicidal song. cos it really sounds like you wanna die like that haha! i like 'show you love'. those are e only two songs i have. haha shall try and get sher to rip em off her com and give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lol the pics of sher are super funny! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes i wonder why i'm doing work when i could be out there looking and enjoying that nice cool weather. i feel like blading. even though i'm horrible at it haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmms just saw sth interesting... someone's blog name: love as if it wouldnt hurt. interesting interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114300632853494725?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114300632853494725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114300632853494725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114300632853494725' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114295429355507623</id><published>2006-03-21T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T23:18:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha this is interesting:&lt;br /&gt;our spiritual heart determines how we will speak, behave, and respond to life's circumstances. (proverbs 4:23) so we have to keep it pure and spiritually fit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weight: do we need to lose the weight of unnecessary burdens and cares?&lt;br /&gt;pulse: are we maintaining a steady rhythm of gratitude and praise?&lt;br /&gt;blood pressure: is our trust greater than our anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;diet: are we enjoying the life-giving nutrients of the Word of God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think hearts are so interesting. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114295429355507623?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114295429355507623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114295429355507623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114295429355507623' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114291137541899968</id><published>2006-03-21T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:22:55.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol i'm totally stoned. have work to do! but my brain is fuzzed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea was smsing pei thru starhub free sms... and i keyed in her number at the 'name' box and my name at the 'number' box. then i was staring at it and wondering why it looked so weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm doing loads of stupid things lately hahaha. mixing things up hil is getting old! her brain is starting to degenerate! yea i know too many valtans haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and later still got viva voce aiyahhhh must have a clear mind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114291137541899968?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114291137541899968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114291137541899968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114291137541899968' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114284731444246313</id><published>2006-03-20T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:35:14.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha yay. i am in a kind of happy joyful mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. my mp3 has been revived! was super sad that it couldnt work after camp... but yay it is revived! and my parents bought me orange speakers too... yay. love my speakers hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reply tags. first time i'm doing this on a post.&lt;br /&gt;peiling: haha ohwells thanks for your constant asking me not to think so much! yea you don't think so much too okay? lol.&lt;br /&gt;hannah: haha i do? whoa wat did u wanna do man. somehow i think u would do sth more extreme than i would. but well haha yea pride. relying on others is dangerous. lol.&lt;br /&gt;ah ting: haha hello! yea thankew thankew for your concern. dunno la my mood just goes up and down! but should be okay now la.&lt;br /&gt;waiian: whoa. i'm important? haha no la no la. but thanks anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;elissa: is this the gangfight-prone twinnie beanie i see? haha yea i smile :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i just ate lunch. at 4.30 haha. ate a double cheeseburger and slurpee. so long never drink slurpee! nice. then i went to the river next to my house. actually its mangroves la. but yea its nice and quiet and peaceful there. old men usually go there to fish. i saw an old man fishing. watched him fish for awhile. then went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesterday when i was clearing stuff to make way for my speakers. found that i have loads of stuff and wires on e thingy above my bed and spilling onto my bed too.&lt;br /&gt;- handphone charger&lt;br /&gt;- walkman&lt;br /&gt;- adaptor for walkman&lt;br /&gt;- my lamp which i never use&lt;br /&gt;- radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. loads of people all around. have to be strong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114284731444246313?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114284731444246313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114284731444246313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114284731444246313' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114269070184475557</id><published>2006-03-18T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T22:05:01.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhh i'm in a reckless don't care mood which is bad i have to keep a hold on my thoughts cos thoughts are DANGEROUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff i'm thinking of:&lt;br /&gt;1. buying ten bottles of coke and drinking them and see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;2. thats all. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i am so childish sometimes. actually alot of times only i pretend to be mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and blogger super irritating the upload pictures page refuses to work properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i don't like it i think i'm very reliant on people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114269070184475557?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114269070184475557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114269070184475557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114269070184475557' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114258973734430140</id><published>2006-03-17T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T18:02:17.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh. i'm getting way too nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went back to simei. i was already feeling weird on the train. stopped at simei to buy bubble tea cos i wanted to drink bubble tea and the bubble tea there is nice and cheap. so i bought 3 cups. peach milk tea, apple milk tea and milk tea. i love milk tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after buying it... decided to walk around simei. used to live there. so i walked to the block i used to live in. and on the way was just looking out for all the familiar things... crossing the traffic light, walking along the pavement just below the other blocks... then when you turn into the block there's this stone chair... haha was like smiling in anticipation of seeing it then when i turned and saw it it was such a nice feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i walked through the block... and went to the letterbox area. they moved the letterbox. its now somewhere else. but the lifts and the tiles are still the same. then i went out to the playground. there used to be two playgrounds now they turned one into some kinda garden. remember there used to be those ixora plants and loads of red ants there and the ants would always make houses with the leaves... anyway i went to sit at the playground... and looked up at my block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought and thought and talked to God. life in simei used to be so simple... and somehow while i was thinking... there was just this feeling that its never gonna go back to those times again. its just this feeling of change. a bit of regret. a bit of reluctance. but acceptance of change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was just like... things arent gonna get better. whatever change is happening... its not gonna be nice. yea i'm just gonna hold onto God. there's something else though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i was sitting there for half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went up to my unit. its changed so much haha. but then again not much. that exercising bike which is spoilt is still there. the plants smack in the middle of the big area is still there. the smells are gone though. no more familiar baking smell. and i looked down. haha still remember every evening when you walk along the walkway to my house... the sky is cool. red, purple, blue, yellow... its just cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went down. and walked to the carpark where my dad always used to park his car. used to loads of ants there but its different. and then i walked back to the mrt. and i saw jiabin! she was cycling! havent seen her and sambok for so long... jiayi also. boo :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think there's sth wrong with me. like i'm gonna die tmr like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 years havent visited simei alr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sth big's gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114258973734430140?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114258973734430140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114258973734430140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114258973734430140' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114256650010722661</id><published>2006-03-17T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T11:35:00.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/batch06.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/batch06.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; batch06! yayy :) a bunch of great people they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i have to think. think think think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114256650010722661?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114256650010722661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114256650010722661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114256650010722661' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114235231244958011</id><published>2006-03-15T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:05:12.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march retreat 2006!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well. its over. i'm sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff i really loved bout march retreat:&lt;br /&gt;- it bonded my batch somemore. cos it was like we were eating all our meals together (well maybe the rest of my batch; i ate with others haha)... we were meeting up every single free time we had to discuss stuff... and MAN i think my batch just rocks. we are such good actors. i'm serious. the stuff we put together... underground UG and our batch surprise just came out so well. my batch is talented! such great actors we have... BATCH06 IS SO COOL! ahhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- my group! haha group 2! yayy got really nice people in my group. let me list them out!&lt;br /&gt;julie (group leader; my girl)&lt;br /&gt;alicia (super funny; narrator; a-lee-cia)&lt;br /&gt;peiling (cheeky cheese fry; funny kid)&lt;br /&gt;hannah (tinky; peiling's girl; fun person)&lt;br /&gt;gillian (peiling's man)&lt;br /&gt;chin wei (pastor; weird kid singing weird song)&lt;br /&gt;sherlyn ( my man; quiet kid)&lt;br /&gt;me (francis; puddle)&lt;br /&gt;haha yea it was super fun discussing group skit and all... all the lame stuff coming out, laugh laugh laugh... yayy great job with the skit! and WE WON WAR GAMES HA! that was really unexpected. maybe they calculated e scores wrongly. but nevermind we still won haha! and the qts with grace lim were cool too. learnt quite some stuff, clarified stuff. yea grace lim and marc wang are wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now i shall blog random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus ride!&lt;br /&gt;haha weird but i actually like the busrides. both busrides to and from the hotel had same pattern... first half of the journey sleeeeeeeeeeeep. second half of the journey go over to mich's seat and talk. sleeping on the bus is cool. each time sleep for like 2hrs. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;underground UG!&lt;br /&gt;what can i say. WELL DONE BATCH06! it was soooo WOW. seriously was scared that my batch wouldnt be able to pull it off. but whoa... my batch is pro man. all of us could act so convincingly dao! hey actually wait. it should be WELL DONE CAMP COMM!!! cos it was the camp comm's effort. haha! yea the camp comm is great. the atmosphere in the torture chamber was super convincing! all the contacts and secret police were so real! ahhhhhhh well done la well done. oh yea chasing vic was FUN. and killing her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;batch surprise!&lt;br /&gt;and one more time... WELL DONE BATCH06! there were last min changes and all but haha we were adaptable! lol. seriously great job batch06. lina and margie had nice make-up! everyone acted super well! esp val haha! court jester... lol. oh yea val and i were sitting at the waterfall place waiting for people... then suddenly! there was a BIG SPLASH. i thought a coconut dropped into the pond or sth la! still dunno what it was. haha! and both of us are so pro can? composed such a nice song in 5min? nice lyrics val! haha... but yea it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i was e one who kept being pushed into violent roles this camp. like to kill vic (had to try to kill her twice lol.) and to kill margie. oh the first time i attempted to kill vic was held back by 2 michelles! so violent those two tsktsk. fell into a mess of chair and podium. then finally i was restrained. then after that i escaped and killed vic haha! oh and also during bible quiz got stampeded by people! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rooming!&lt;br /&gt;yay roomed with val. somehow against all odds... we managed to fit two geographical features into one room! a hill and a val-ley! LOL. renci and huiqing were super fun room mates too... ahhh renci so nice make milo for me. HAHA. yea it was nice rooming w them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;war games!&lt;br /&gt;haha i managed to play! yay spend more time with the group. it was good la, we were enthu and running as a team and all... they were nice and got me a cup of water... yea it was super fun playing with them. haha! THEN. waterbombs and waterguns and buckets! WAR!!! lol at first we protected our target. then i decided to go pour a bucket of water on mich. so that's wat i did. and she threw a water bomb at me. so i threw her group's waterbomb at her! hahaha!!! then after that vic and i ganged up on her... vic threw a bucket of water at her... and ended up wetting me more than her! ahhh! and i tried to put sand into her shirt but failed. then i took sandy hands and rubbed her face. then she took sandy hands and ruffled my hair! so i did it to her too. in the end we were people wearing white-turned-brown radical shirts with sandy hair and faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devotions!&lt;br /&gt;marc wang is good. he really studies the bible. has so much content. asked him a couple of questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang fights!&lt;br /&gt;lol peiling and elissa (the twinnie beanies) are OBSESSED with gang fights! during one meal when i was eating with them... haha it was funny. at any small thing a gang fight would just erupt lor! like just stare a bit they bang table stand up. then the other party will stand up push chair aside and say 'wanna fight ah?' HAHA! funny funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;group skit!&lt;br /&gt;haha this was fun man. it was based on a gang fight. lol. it was just super funny la... haha great job group2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to have weird cuts all over my hand. wonder where they came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114235231244958011?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114235231244958011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114235231244958011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114235231244958011' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114191833630586555</id><published>2006-03-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:32:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm gonna go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- msg miss wong on bible quiz&lt;br /&gt;- send out email to camp comm for them to pray&lt;br /&gt;- pray and think of songs to sing for youth alpha&lt;br /&gt;- ask sam whether he can lead&lt;br /&gt;- find a musician and ask him/her whether he/she can play&lt;br /&gt;- find photo to paste on housecard&lt;br /&gt;- do interview transcript for rs&lt;br /&gt;- come up with ques for bible quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's aim to sleep by 4. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some glad morning when this life is o'er&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;To a home on God's celestial shore&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the shadows of this life have gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;Like a bird from these prison walls I'll fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away O glory&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly&lt;br /&gt;I die Hallelujah bye and bye&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O how glad and happy when we meet&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;No more cold iron shackles on my feet&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away O Glory&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;When I die Hallelujah bye and bye&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few more weary days and then&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;To a land where joys shall never end&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away O glory&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away&lt;br /&gt;When I die Hallelujah bye and bye&lt;br /&gt;I'll fly away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha well. was trying to send a mail thru mich's yahoo account. while still being logged into mine. i didnt know couldnt access 2 accounts at once. so i opened in two different windows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried signing into her account. then i went the other window and tried signing into my batch yahoogroups. signed into her account. but my batch yahoogroups couldnt sign in. so i signed in again. then i tried clicking her msgs but the page expired. and i went to sign into her account again. then i went back to batch yahoogroups and this time it asked me to sign in again but the username was mich's. so i clicked sign in as different user and signed in. then i went back to mich's mail and tried signing in but the username was mine. so i clicked sign in as different user. managed to get into yahoogroups. went to click file. then i went to mich's mail and still couldnt sign in. so i kinda figured out could only sign into one account at one time. so i opened the file in yahoogroups then went to sign into mich's account. the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. math was okay i guess. after math was in a 'don't feel like talking' mood. so i didnt talk much. mostly signed and acted and stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think my batch is great. the stuff we think of... camp's gonna be cool. i hope. yea hope we can pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114183502275096773?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114183502275096773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114183502275096773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114183502275096773' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114154516647583398</id><published>2006-03-05T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T15:52:46.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice verse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The LORD your God is with you,&lt;br /&gt;        He is mighty to save.&lt;br /&gt;        He will take great delight in you,&lt;br /&gt;  He will quiet you with His love,&lt;br /&gt;        He will rejoice over you with singing." Zephaniah 3:17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how much God loves me.&lt;br /&gt;how much God loves you.&lt;br /&gt;how much God loves unbelievers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my concept of His love has been very much warped.&lt;br /&gt;shall try to start understanding abit of it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114154516647583398?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114154516647583398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114154516647583398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114154516647583398' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114139894571142271</id><published>2006-03-03T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T23:15:45.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. i have discovered a similarity between my sister and me. we both have very little respect for authorities. the way we speak to them... its rude. and we don't even realise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me its quite bad. cos i think my tone toward teachers is rude. and i've never noticed it till dino told me. haha thanks dino. but yea. i think math teacher scared of me abit liao. rmb the last time when she first asked me a question... i didnt know the answer and i said 'i don't know.' then she was like asking me to try... and i just said 'i don't know.' then now everytime she walk past my row... only talk to dino and check her stuff... don't say anything bout me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to try and change my tone toward teachers... respect them abit more. haha its bad la but i think i'm like that cos i don't care what they think of me. oops. overboard liao. hil shall change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea not e first time someone mentioned this to me. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i wanna go learn somemore rubber band tricks. its amazing how just doing a few simple tricks can make people smile and relax. relieves stress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114139894571142271?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114139894571142271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114139894571142271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114139894571142271' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114114642672619742</id><published>2006-03-01T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T01:07:06.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it is 1am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have finished:&lt;br /&gt;RS&lt;br /&gt;-sending minutes&lt;br /&gt;-editting survey analysis&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;-doing my part in the pt&lt;br /&gt;Geog&lt;br /&gt;-abit of research. quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i shall continue:&lt;br /&gt;Geog&lt;br /&gt;-abit more research&lt;br /&gt;Bio&lt;br /&gt;-abit of revision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i shall just sleep. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the stuff i wrote for rs and math are slightly wonky. words write wrongly, arrange wrongly... haha. lately i've been wonky. can't talk properly, trip over my words. write also write wrong. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us list out the stuff i have to do tmr:&lt;br /&gt;RS&lt;br /&gt;-its crazy but interview transcript&lt;br /&gt;Math&lt;br /&gt;-revision for trigo (A math tb)&lt;br /&gt;-revision for probability (rev ws)&lt;br /&gt;-revision for radian (rev ws/ A math tb)&lt;br /&gt;-prob have to chiong math pt also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114114642672619742?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114114642672619742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114114642672619742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114114642672619742' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114089065648257094</id><published>2006-02-26T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T02:04:16.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just watched i not stupid too. its a great show. teared at alot of parts. seriously its good. yea haha but i think the state that the parents were like is a bit exaggerated though. or maybe i've never seen it that bad? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... yea the show's main point may be talking bout how parents should go understand their kids and all... but the part that really really struck me was when the aunty was scolding chengcai when his dad was lying in coma... whoa. that initially hit me. then after thinking about it yea i'm letting it sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we may complain that our parents don't understand us, that sometimes they may be unreasonable and all... have like 1000 complaints about them that we don't even realise how much they've done for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they have done so much for us... but have we ever done anything for them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking about it... the answer is no. i've not done a single thing for my parents. at least i don't think so. they have put aside a large part of their lives to raise me... and i haven't done anything for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously if you think about it... your parents are just trying to raise you the best way they know. the stuff that we talk about and go crazy about they really don't understand. and when they attempt to, all we do is to brush them off... when all they are trying to do is learn. there's so much love that's hidden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should we complain about our parents, really? cos we feel that they arent doing a good job? that they don't understand us? hmms. then what about us? are we doing a good job ourselves as children? do we&lt;br /&gt;understand them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they do so much to raise us... man. all we have to do is come home and enjoy. imagine... 15 years of sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;for me so far... not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114089065648257094?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114089065648257094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114089065648257094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114089065648257094' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114080193908869613</id><published>2006-02-25T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T01:25:39.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha school is starting to get stressing. as in really. its affecting people quite badly. dunno wat caused the sudden change also. its like up to last week i was still quite relaxed, not really in school mood yet. at week 7 haha! but suddenly this week. i am struck by how much homework i have piling up as the days go by. i think its partly due to the fact that i havent done any homework this entire week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. stress level in school is rising! got snapped at by people and i snapped at people too! haha apologies to those i have infuriated. and its getting quite easy to make my emotions fall and rise. but! haha i lean not on emotions! i lean on God my Rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms but looking at those stressed people... in the stressed environment... giving off the stressing vibes... i wonder. should i let myself get like that. its very easy to. just let myself go and i'll have myself worrying n stressing over homework and perf tasks in no time. and getting affecting and being down. i am starting to let myself get carried away la. got myself so stressed. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea... was wondering... while doing qt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i be different?&lt;br /&gt;should i care about people when everyone is concentrating on their own survival, getting their own work done first?&lt;br /&gt;should i continue to place God and people as top priorities in my life when others are putting studies first?&lt;br /&gt;should i control e way i talk and act towards people even when i feel like snapping n glaring?&lt;br /&gt;should i give my cares to God and help other people unload their burdens too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is- His good, perfect and pleasing will." Romans 12:2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"for everyone born of God overcomes the world. this is the victory that has overcome the world, even our faith." 1 John 5:4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!" 2 Corinthians 5:17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to care?&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others." Philippians 2:4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to place God and people as top priorities?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"He answered, 'Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength and with all your mind.' and 'Love your neighbour as yourself." Luke 10:27&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to control the way i act and talk?&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;in the same way let your light so shine before men that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven." Matthew 5:16&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"do everything in love." 1 Corinthians 16:14&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to give my cares to God, and help others to do e same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and i will give you rest." Matthew 11:28&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"cast your cares on the LORD and He will sustain you; He will never let the righteous fall." Psalm 55:22&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"carry each other's burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ." Galatians 6:2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hard la. but i will try to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worse a person treats you, bless the person even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;focus hil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha keepy running everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114080193908869613?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114080193908869613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114080193908869613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114080193908869613' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114070860950343942</id><published>2006-02-23T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:30:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha oops havent blogged for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! lets talk bout the beach. i went there on wed. and MY. it was beautiful. it was so perfect! cos it was high tide... and just in front of the sea, a little out of reach of the waves... all the flat stones were there. its like in one line lor! just walk across the beach along the sea... pick up, throw, pick up, throw. it was sooo convenient! no need to run around like last time digging thru the sand... all the stones just laid there so nicely for you... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did sth different. i took off my shoes. i don't usually take off my shoes cos i don't like to get dirty. but this time i did. and i walked on the soft soft sand... cos it was really very soft, very nice. then! i went to walk in the sea. man its so nice... to feel the coarse sand underneath your toes as you walk through the water... the waves lapping at your feet... and you just pick stones and throw. whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to God. cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i set a new record for myself! my stone skipped a record of 5-6 times! dunno which lol. so thats the singapore record. same as my nz record. also 5-6 skips. heehee. never expected it. maybe i shall go port dickson and make a record there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us backtrack a few days... to friday! SLI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sitting next to debtan. yea i think alot of sec2 geps saw me. haha! it was okay la... but one thing irritating. is that the photographer keeps taking pics of her! and when she does, my face gets in there too! so throughout the whole ceremony i kept glancing at the photographer... and everytime she turns the cam towards debtan i duck my face down haha! happened 4-5 times lor! tsktsk. so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went out with huiyi eva ge. haha it was lame. we went to the chicken rice store. pngteh resolution or sth... to make the chicken rice store uncle recognise us! haha but so disappointing he still hasnt. its okay. we will persist. lol! ate chicken rice for half an hour- 40min... was aiming for 1hr but no way we could eat so slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i basically ate quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;milk tea&lt;br /&gt;honeydew&lt;br /&gt;yami yoghut&lt;br /&gt;2 hami gua1&lt;br /&gt;abit of mango kiwi watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took neos. i wore my snoopy tie! looked toot! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114070860950343942?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114070860950343942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114070860950343942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114070860950343942' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-114070860695527842</id><published>2006-02-23T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T23:30:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha oops havent blogged for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright! lets talk bout the beach. i went there on wed. and MY. it was beautiful. it was so perfect! cos it was high tide... and just in front of the sea, a little out of reach of the waves... all the flat stones were there. its like in one line lor! just walk across the beach along the sea... pick up, throw, pick up, throw. it was sooo convenient! no need to run around like last time digging thru the sand... all the stones just laid there so nicely for you... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did sth different. i took off my shoes. i don't usually take off my shoes cos i don't like to get dirty. but this time i did. and i walked on the soft soft sand... cos it was really very soft, very nice. then! i went to walk in the sea. man its so nice... to feel the coarse sand underneath your toes as you walk through the water... the waves lapping at your feet... and you just pick stones and throw. whoooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked to God. cool. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i set a new record for myself! my stone skipped a record of 5-6 times! dunno which lol. so thats the singapore record. same as my nz record. also 5-6 skips. heehee. never expected it. maybe i shall go port dickson and make a record there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let us backtrack a few days... to friday! SLI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was sitting next to debtan. yea i think alot of sec2 geps saw me. haha! it was okay la... but one thing irritating. is that the photographer keeps taking pics of her! and when she does, my face gets in there too! so throughout the whole ceremony i kept glancing at the photographer... and everytime she turns the cam towards debtan i duck my face down haha! happened 4-5 times lor! tsktsk. so dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that went out with huiyi eva ge. haha it was lame. we went to the chicken rice store. pngteh resolution or sth... to make the chicken rice store uncle recognise us! haha but so disappointing he still hasnt. its okay. we will persist. lol! ate chicken rice for half an hour- 40min... was aiming for 1hr but no way we could eat so slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i basically ate quite alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;milk tea&lt;br /&gt;honeydew&lt;br /&gt;yami yoghut&lt;br /&gt;2 hami gua1&lt;br /&gt;abit of mango kiwi watermelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took neos. i wore my snoopy tie! looked toot! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-114070860695527842?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114070860695527842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/114070860695527842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114070860695527842' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113993191176616902</id><published>2006-02-14T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T23:45:11.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha well happy valentine's day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the presents those who gave them to me...&lt;br /&gt;the chocs&lt;br /&gt;the flowers&lt;br /&gt;the notes&lt;br /&gt;the rose&lt;br /&gt;the filter paper :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i love the guit. can just lose yourself in there man. playing... fingers running over the fretboard... (now getting faster haha!) yea there's just so much potential in expressing oneself in little tunes... n chords... how they come together, each and every note. whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113993191176616902?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113993191176616902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113993191176616902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113993191176616902' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113958401840697912</id><published>2006-02-10T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T23:06:58.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha! today went out with pngteh! it was nice. ate chicken rice. drank milk tea. its nice. and also tried the yin-yang thingo... coffee mixed with tea. it was nice also haha! but could taste more coffee than tea. and apparently i have a very rude voice! haha okay shall tame it. then went home and bought tangyuan to eat. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the beach! when the sky was all gloomy and all. so scared that it would rain and wet the nice book i brought. haha it didnt rain... much. lol! yea was walking... and the air was cool... and the wind was nice. the sea breeze is so nice strong salty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky was leaking water. a few drops here and there. while i was walking to the beach! so i kept looking up and praying that it wouldnt rain... and i reached destination 1! a breakwater! sat on the breakwater. read a bit. then went to walk and throw stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first had to find nice flat stones big enough to throw! and i was walking along the beach... and i applied my geog knowledge. i was looking for bigger stones. so looking at the longshore drift, it should be right at the start! so i stared out to sea and roughly found the wind direction... then i walked to the other end. and ha! guess what! i found nice big stones! whoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i started throwing the stones. throw throw throw. lol havent lost my skill of skipping stones yay. only now the skip rate not as high as in nz. blame it on the lousy stones of singapore! haha... it was nice. with the breeze blowing... and one just throwing stones... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the sky started to leak more water. so i walked away from that area and went to another breakwater. read somemore. then went to throw stones again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i moved to yet another breakwater to throw stones. whoa! got so many nicer stones! haha... and the beach was virtually empty lor! so nice! so free! had the whole beach to myself! could do anything i wanted! the sky was nice too. although it was super grey at first... after that the clouds parted a bit. so it became blue and grey. and i was throwing stones. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read yet somemore. so nice i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113958401840697912?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113958401840697912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113958401840697912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113958401840697912' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113932245593286824</id><published>2006-02-07T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:27:35.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why like that? sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113932245593286824?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113932245593286824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113932245593286824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113932245593286824' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113906127602351491</id><published>2006-02-04T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:10:17.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I JUST REALISED/REMEMBERED. OHNOOOOOOOOOO. I DON'T THINK ANYONE HAS REMEMBERED YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BADBAD. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and dino its not bout rs so don't get freaked haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS WORSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST FEEL LIKE PUSHING IT ASIDE HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10min later----- ah. it is solved. i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113906127602351491?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113906127602351491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113906127602351491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113906127602351491' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113897746258206272</id><published>2006-02-03T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:37:42.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/humptydumpty1.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; humpty dumpty sat on the wall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/humptydumpty2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; humpty dumpty had a great fall!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/humptydumpty3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all the king's horses and all the king's men...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/320/humptydumpty4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; couldnt put humpty dumpty together again :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3060/336/1600/humptydumpty1.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113897746258206272?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113897746258206272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113897746258206272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113897746258206272' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113861593115346062</id><published>2006-01-30T18:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T18:12:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i'm doing rs survey analysis now... and while analysing the stuff... had a strange desire to go find the medians means and modes of all the stuff... and plot a box plot so as to show a clearer picture on the distribution of scores. control hil! but seriously it may help la... ahhhhh i want to! can? can? can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda enjoy this. sitting in front of the com doing work. while listening to loads of christian music. slightly distracting... cos when i first started listening was like... man i wanna worship! its cool. haha. but then decided that i could worship while doing work. so thats the pattern. but whoa. the songs. are cool. avalon. it keep catching snatches of lyrics here and there... and they really apply man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. is my analysis supposed to be detailed? cos i dunno how i write until got quite alot eh. compared to last year's one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my pattern of work:&lt;br /&gt;11-12sth: do rsrsrs.&lt;br /&gt;12sth-1: surf net.&lt;br /&gt;1-5: SLACK.&lt;br /&gt;5-6: do rs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha lol. so not proportionate. 2 hrs of doing work, 5 hrs of slacking. heehee. hil style. its like 5 days of weekend and 2 days of weekday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tempted to reflect. on pngteh. after reading jess' post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. i agree that pngteh is a super comfortable place/company to be with. seriously. that fri... talked abit with jess gor grace. abit to the serious side. was pleasantly surprised la. got to know abit more bout them. and its cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. haha when thinking bout it also came to same conclusion. that we feel comfortable with each other... cos there's no pressure. you can be silent if u want to, can be crazy and loud if u want to. at most e rest just laugh and forget about it thats all... with pngteh can go crazy! yet can be serious as well... when out as a group, its just relaxed, no pressure to go do fun stuff to please anyone. we just come together, and somehow just find stuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea never realised. haha. i like pngteh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmms. as in i never realised that we were like that. i realised that i like pngteh long time ago. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea and its also true that pngteh has no clear interests that we are crazy about. okay maybe we do but we&lt;br /&gt;don't talk much bout it. yea there's just no pressure la. pngteh should hang out more! every friday k! haha... we've kept tog for 1+yrs alr... continue right thru jc yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113861593115346062?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113861593115346062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113861593115346062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113861593115346062' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113855438225966760</id><published>2006-01-30T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T01:06:22.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhh THIS IS TRAGIC. sadsad. its seriously such sad news lor! today went visiting! at so many houses! and alr chinese new year eve and first day has gone by! AND! i havent eaten a single piece of bahkwa! ahhhhhhhh TRAGIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bahkwa... i've waited so long for this chinese new year period... just to sink my teeth into you... to enjoy your juiciness... your chewiness... your TASTINESS! and no one in my family has bought you! how to eat?! bahkwa ah bahkwa... oh when will i taste you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but e rest of the food was GOOD. wahhhhhhh!!! every year this is the time when all the great food starts popping up! soooo nice... tuan2yuan2fan4... my father's side... those meatballs... delicious! ate them all my life man... every year would look forward to that dish... and also the abalone soup... nice chewy abalone! ahhhh i'm alr missing the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's side! at kaogong's house... MEATBALL SOUP! wahlao can open store and i bet business will soar man! its just soooo nice... with the right amount of saltiness, coupled with the peppery taste of pepper and e weird taste of that weird green leaf thingo... with the crunchy turnips... and the juicy soft meatballs bursting with the flavour of meatballs! ahhhhhhhh... to eat it... nice man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokkien mee... have u ever eaten hokkien mee made by hokkiens? its so different from those e stalls out there sell la! got standard one eh! haha... and also... yusheng... never used to like it but its nice la. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... also there's the family part. hee my father's side... talked to seth a bit. yayy. but i don't have his number! booo. shall try to source for it... haha... also my mother's side! wahh so many additions to the family! like there's one whole generation added alr la! 4 kids... xinyee, gemmy, ethan, caleb! all soooo cute! all like little miniatures of their parents... ahhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today was fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113855438225966760?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113855438225966760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113855438225966760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113855438225966760' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113785349125752110</id><published>2006-01-21T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T22:26:56.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today was a nice day. in that nice stuff happened. morning! woke up at nine. then went down and ate cake. nice cake. i like nice cake. and after that i read newsweek! and the papers. i love reading newsweek man... so interesting. so i had an enjoyable morning. went to do e strengthquest thing... think i was getting quite sian towards e last few questions, so anyhow answer. lol. anyway my 5 strengths are restorative, analytical, deliberative, individuality, connectedness. doesnt seem to fit but i dunno haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! went to tm with mum sis grandma. :) to eat lunch. actually was meeting mich for lunch but since they going might as well go. and it was nice. they ate lunch, i went down to buy toriQ and takopachi. and ate abit of my grandma's yongtaufoo. then! went to life! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was browsing thru the books... suddenly someone tapped me on e shoulder. it was ben! lol. i was shocked. but happy. haha. so browsed thru e books abit, talk to him abit, decided to go call mich. so i call mich. and turns out! she was in yamaha! doing homework! since 12.30! and i'd been in tm since 11.30! aiyo... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told her i had a surprise. and smartiepants her guessed it was ben. mymy was she happy. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then e three of us went to longjohns. to eat lunch. was alr super full... but then cannot skip lunch right! so i ate. and it was super funny la... was observing mich cutting her chicken... aiyo. cutcutcut the chicken slideslideslide all over her plate. so i was eyeing her... and she was getting freaked... haha. i cut my chicken very cleanly. yup. its a skill. but lunch was super funny and crappy la... ben mich i were laughing and laughing... haha! at stupid lame stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hil: hey i got a lame joke. u know wats ATP? you learn it in bio.&lt;br /&gt;mich: err i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;hil: sth to do with respiration?&lt;br /&gt;mich: i dunno. wat is it ah?&lt;br /&gt;hil: adenosine triphosphate.&lt;br /&gt;ben: ohno wrong table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha laughlaughlaugh! then there was one point of time where i noticed that all 3 of us were holding our forks and knives e same way. which shouldnt be e case! cos i'm lefthanded! and they are righties! tsktsk. turns out i hold it wrongly lol. see. i'm not right. HAHA. ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the end of lunch. we were drinking e rest of our cokes. or pepsis. i dunno which. then mich was bullying me... she kicked me la! so i took some ice and flicked it at her. and it kinda missed lol. then she took some ice and flicked it on me! and it totally missed! fell on the floor haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to bandprac. it was quite fun la. at one point of time mich and i were playing the guit together... as in only one guit. so she started pressing the chords and i strum. then i got tired so we switched; i pressed e chords and she strummed. it sounded good lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go home time! joseph mich i went to buy bubble tea. then went to busstop. mich couldnt get home cos everyone was out! so she decided to come home w me. yayy. then sun4bian4 give joseph a lift too haha. it was nice talking... poor joseph troubled over dan... yea it was super fun la. just sitting at the bus stop talking... and when its raining... lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mich came to my house. haha finally eh? next is my turn to go your house lol. we talked abit. went down to eat dinner. then went my room and talked abit too. talked bout deep stuff? would u consider that deep? haha i dunno. but it was nice la. :) then throughout e whole entire thing... she was trying to catch me unawares and flinging my penguin cushion thingy at my head! she did that thrice bef dinner... then aft dinner i started catching the cushion lol. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so throughout e entire thing couldnt concentrate properly! how to when a pink penguin is gonna hurtle toward your head any moment! haha... so to make it fair. we played the whacking game. that we were playing at macs. new version! should trace e developments of take e bait man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i was just trying to whack e back of her hand whenever i could.&lt;br /&gt;2. i would whack her hand whenever she tried to touch my sock. so it started to be called take e bait at this point. the sock is the bait! developed at church. take e bait got its name.&lt;br /&gt;3. i would hold out both hands and she would try to whack it. then she would hold out both hands and i try to whack it. developed at new foodcourt. or is it outside e foodcourt in tm? during before sec4 farewell?&lt;br /&gt;4. slightly more civilised! developed at macs. we each stick out our right hands (or left hands) and place it on the table. palm facing up. then lets say its my turn. so i will turn my palm over for her to whack. but when she tries to whack i turn it back again. yea. more civilised, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113785349125752110?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113785349125752110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113785349125752110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113785349125752110' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113725593861091790</id><published>2006-01-15T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T00:25:38.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I lay my life down at Your feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause You're the only one I need&lt;br /&gt;I turn to You and You are always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In troubled times it's You I seek&lt;br /&gt;I put You first that's all I need&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humble all I am all to You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;One Way Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are always, always there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every how and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Your grace abounds so deeply within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You will never ever change&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday today the same&lt;br /&gt;Forever till forever meets no end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the Way the Truth and the Life&lt;br /&gt;We live by faith and not by sight for You&lt;br /&gt;We're living all for You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song. yayy. ahhhh dino i want your cd to be MINE! haha... lol. shall go get it. nice song. applied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113725593861091790?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113725593861091790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113725593861091790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113725593861091790' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113707710014345141</id><published>2006-01-12T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T22:45:00.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHA these days in school are absolutely WACKY man! can spend the day laughing la! esp since i'm sitting w dino... haha! whenever we have funny teachers who speak funny stuff... wah the floodgates open man. laugh until can cry alr... and also scribbling in her notebook... all the stupid lame stuff... HAHA. soooo fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the funny teachers... so siao! okayokay must blog about mryang... wahlao that guy is so darn funny la! and he doesnt even try! he's just so naturally strange! all the things he says... that time when he came in, opened his mouth... in like 5 seconds dino and i dissolved in laughter alr... seriously the stuff he says is super funny... so! dino and i decided to record down his quotable quotes! we were like shaking in silent laughter and trying to write the quotes down... must blog about it. shall blog about it next time... don't have the quotes w me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! mrslim! waha this year i think she's relaxed lor... haha... think she likes to see us happy. that day in the lab we were doing this experiment... putting sodium into water... the whole class was like staring transfixed at the thing waiting for an explosion to happen... but so disappointing. all the sodium all never catch fire. so mrs lim was like adding piece after piece, each one bigger than the last... and the class was super happy when a big piece fnally caught fire... we were like 'one more time!' and she was like 'i don't want to risk my life...... okay la one more time.' haha! super fun man that lesson. love the potassium flame. purple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then! she was cutting the lithium... suddenly she just threw back her head and laughed. this super weird laugh. the whole class was staring at her incredulously la! HAHAHAHAAAA! then she explained that it was cos the lithium got oxidised... then the oxide was harder than the scalpel so the scalpel broke. wah the whole class started laughing la! i think it was more at her laugh than the scalpel breaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. math. haha i think math teacher is super motherly... but very funny. one thing that set dino and i off was... to arrow people... cos the class was quiet, not being spontaneous and answering questions... she walked to her table and took up this stick thingo and waved it around. and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"girls, this is my hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHLAO. instant dissolving into laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that to start arrowing people... she was like waving the stick left and right... oh that stick has a hand on it... so she was waving it left and right and she said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"okay who is my hand waving to? you have to answer the question..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that set us off even more... then she has this thing called the student detector also... its just super funny la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you... if you wanna experience it must be there one... its super funny... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113707710014345141?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113707710014345141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113707710014345141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113707710014345141' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113655485504615730</id><published>2006-01-06T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T21:40:55.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha these few days have been funny and fun days. yesterday had chem! then we played this pictionary thing... super fun. but also super hard haha! we were supposed to write eight chem-related words as a group... then pass around. then after that the time would start and we would start drawing frantically... u know how hard it is to draw isotope?! allotrope?! wahlao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ductile: yiting drew a duck lol.&lt;br /&gt;radical: haha dunno how we got this but sept11! haha!&lt;br /&gt;mass spectrum: i drew a rainbow. then ROYGBIV.&lt;br /&gt;amphoteric: ZnO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... then today english. haha super funny. evancheng gave us this new year resolution thing to fill up... also at the back got stuff to complete. then dino and i were having fun la! writing stupid stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new years resolutions are:&lt;br /&gt;1. try hand in all my hw on time&lt;br /&gt;2. do qt everyday&lt;br /&gt;3. tithe every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hopes for this year are:&lt;br /&gt;1. score at least &gt;3.4 gpa; nothing should get 2.8.&lt;br /&gt;2. to grow in wisdom and stature, in favour with God and man.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. actually wrote that and passed that up! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the stuff to fill up:&lt;br /&gt;i worry about everything&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt about sth i can't rmb&lt;br /&gt;i'm proud of my religion&lt;br /&gt;i'm interested in playing the guitar&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid of people crying&lt;br /&gt;i don't believe in idol worship&lt;br /&gt;i'm good at daidi&lt;br /&gt;i'm poor at bridge&lt;br /&gt;i have to eat more&lt;br /&gt;i feel like eating noodles&lt;br /&gt;i regularly brush my teeth&lt;br /&gt;i never eat prawns&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand when i sit&lt;br /&gt;i have difficulty drinking cough syrup&lt;br /&gt;i have a habit of thinking too much&lt;br /&gt;i no longer curse all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea... haha. sitting beside dino is fun. we write in her notebook all the time... lol. can tell which is her which is me. the ballpoint exclamation mark smiley one is hers. the inkpen calm and composed one is mine. haha! and its super lame la the things we write... during math lesson on statistics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dino: you're mean!!&lt;br /&gt;hil: you saying i'm average?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. it was funny then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i had a funny dream just now. i dreamt that some disaster happened. like tsunami like that but i was only vaguely worried. then my singtel plan had some tsunami disaster helpline thingo... so i called it. then cos i called it in front of my com, somehow this screen popped up. and apparently it was benchong's blog. so his blog was like... don't panic... he'll be helping... then he listed his schedule; which days he was free to help and which days he was not. then after that i scrolled down and i saw sth STUPID. sth to do w mich LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113655485504615730?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113655485504615730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113655485504615730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113655485504615730' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113638443324978196</id><published>2006-01-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T22:20:33.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha these two days of school were quite fun... quite slack also la. thats wat made it fun lol. yesterday... went to school. had assembly in amphi. stood on the steps near the koipond... looked up and saw sherlyn right in front of me haha! that girl! blind like that ah! took so long before she spotted me... right in front of her somemore. yea communicating over that distance was cool la. haha! signing. and a bit of lip reading when i forgot wat was U haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of the day... ohya my first recess! horrible. we were in a rush, then rshl and i wanted to eat our fav mee with rou4chor4 and mushrooms. then only 5min! so we were like in a hurry... and when putting chilli she just dumped one whole ladleful onto my mian... wahh halfway thru the bowl was sucking in air like dunno wat! haha then they told us recess was extended. drank so much water. and ribena. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... passed the rest of the day fine... hadley meeting was like a 207 reunion or sth lol. haha man havent caught up w pple in ages. still havent caught up lol. pngteh! we were sitting at the back and talking. and ge and huiyi were comparing their phones and rabbit tails or sth. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... met sher for lunch! in foyer... haha mich couldnt lunch w us. but tayhui came! yayy. it was super fun la. we walked to fareast... talk talk talking... yea must go out more w tayhui. that kid makes me laugh. we ate yami yoghurt! its sooooo nice. haha i'm a yami yoghurt fan now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today! haha got to school. mich came to find me! talked... talked... talked... yay happy man she's on the same floor as me again. only sad thing is that she's 3 classes away. so we have to walk super long to get to each other's classrooms... nevermind! distance is no barrier! we will still talk and see each other! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've made myself known to her class alr. wow. cos my class was cleaning... then dino and i decided to walk to the far toilets... just to walk past her class... and we were trying to find her in the class. she too small la very hard to see. haha we were carrying our towels to wash... then while walking we were just spinning them around... and we earned the name of towel dancers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... had class party! yay! watched pirates of the caribbean... was stuffing myself la, there was so much food... then had PIZZA! ate... drank... was happy... and our teachers were surprisingly nice. did sth very unexpected. when sandy was announcing and asking e class to pay 2.40 for the pizza... evancheng and jamesong just suddenly said that they were paying for the pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea the class was just staring at them in shock la... super funny. haha! wow. really unexpected. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... dino and i talked. stood outside the class and talked. haha interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gb was fun. yay i liked the games. though dunno why the people i goose all catch me one. haha. fun la. must be ENTHU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more! i wanna go beach. to skip stones. also to cycle. maybe i'll go tmr. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113638443324978196?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113638443324978196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113638443324978196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113638443324978196' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113582634153817951</id><published>2005-12-29T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T11:19:01.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha its been such a long time since i blogged... ohwells. lets blog about christmas eve! where i went to do my christmas shopping... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to plaza sing. i think i'm a bad shopper. i go to shop not even knowing wat to buy. and then i don't plan my route. so i walked in and out of plaza sing 4 times. and up and down too. and left and right to get to the escalators. haha! i think i walked into spotlight and paid for my stuff 4 times too. and i went to basement... paid twice. as in i walk in the shop, buy sth, walk out, see sth nice, walk in again, buy that thing. then for spotlight... went in, walked around, bought sth, went out, went to lego shop, walk out, went to basement, rmbed i had sth to buy in spotlight, climbed 5 floors up, bought sth from spotlight, walked out, went to lego shop again, then rmb i had sth else to buy, went to spotlight, realised i didnt really need it, walked out. then decided to go parkmall, walk out and all the way to parkmall, realised the stupid shop was closed, walked out and went to plaza sing again. climbed the escalators up trying to see wat i could buy, then rmbed there was a christian store downstairs, so went all the way down again. then i thought my shopping finish alr, walk out of plaza sing. then i remembered that i had sth else to get from spotlight... so walk in again take escalator up 4 floors and buy. then go down to molecule but the things there all very ex. walk into marks and spencers, walk out again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to far east. that was done quickly la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohya lets talk about caroling! 23rd had caroling. my church! then before that we had camp afterglow... it was super funny la all the prizes... haha and all those pple i roughly know one so i was screaming my head off. then after that cannot scream high liao. not that i ever could but couldnt scream as high as last time. and the super funny one... most chu4feng1tou2 school... ACS! lol that one is deserved. RG is chu4feng1tou2 but not as much as AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its super funny lor in church. everytime the schools that would show the most err school spirit would be AC and raffles. but there really isnt anything to compare la. AC is a guys school RG is a girls school. its just fun. haha! and AC pple all have a distinctive character... all super ego one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea but caroling i was stoned la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... christmas! had to rush the cards lor! started doing at like 12.30 at night on christmas eve... then talked to josh awhile, did a bit more cards. decided to wake up at 5 the next day to do. so i slept at 2... woke up at 5. and that josh who was supposed to call me to wake me up woke up later than me. haha. RG girl la, used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... lets skip to... tuesday! hmms. we sent ben off. super sad la. i'm still grieving. my brother eh. yea then at first josh sher jon and i arranged to meet at tanah merah at 6.45... but heheh josh and i woke up late. cos the previous night was talking to pple... slept at 4.30?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see who i talked to... hmm... 11-11.30 talked to josh. 11.45-12.30 talked to jon and sher. 12.30-2.45 talked to ben. then i thought i could go sleep. sui2zhi1dao4! 2.45-4.30 talked to mich. HAHAHA!!! and i planned to wake up at 5.50 lor! heehee even RG girl cannot do with less than an hour of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i was sleeping... then sher called. luckily she called lor. woke up at 6.35. when i was supposed to be at tanahmerah at 6.45. wahlao. then i found out josh woke up late too. so it was okay. we met at tanahmerah at 7+ where sher's nice mum gave us a lift to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there... sighsigh. nothing much happened la. it was just sad. shall blog about it and more in my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to bowl and pool! haha. i'm lousy at bowling... but i shall improve! not to worry. haha i like pool so much more... so long since i played... havent lost my skill huh... haha! pocketing three consecutive balls! yayy so proud of it. my first three games were good la. aiming all very zhun3. my slices were beautiful. my forceful ones were nice. haha! singing my own praises lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played against sher one on one. that was super fun la. was blocking all her holes... like if she shoots one she will knock mine into the hole for me. but she has skill! dunno how to describe la but that game was super fun. once the black and white ball both got stuck in the hole... never seen that happen before la! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she and jon played! WAHLAO that was super funny!!! first jon shot a bounce ball... so it flew out of the table and almost hit sher... and i was like "jon! that's no way to treat a girl!" haha... THEN. sometime in the game... sher shot a super forceful one... and it was like right at jon la! flew out of the table... and hit him... where it would really hurt. i shall say no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i played against sher again and josh... lost both of them :( u must catch me at my first few games if u want me to be good. haha! but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhh stress ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113582634153817951?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113582634153817951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113582634153817951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113582634153817951' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113412801286225298</id><published>2005-12-09T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T19:33:32.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i'm back from youth camp and off to nz! for ten days! so this blog will stone... and stone... and stone... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth camp was fun. sometime along my marker leaked from my bag and coloured my leg red. so it looked inflamed or sth... then pple kept asking me if i was okay lol. then during supper jon asked me that, then i said i was okay. then i had an idea! haha both of us acted... i leant on him and started limping... then we went up to mich and told her that my leg was injured! haha should have seen her! looked so shocked! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my bday was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my team. fedele! whooooo! faithfulness eh? my team:&lt;br /&gt;ATL: Mark&lt;br /&gt;clara&lt;br /&gt;val&lt;br /&gt;bryan&lt;br /&gt;john&lt;br /&gt;zachary&lt;br /&gt;christine&lt;br /&gt;josh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! it was soooooooo fun! was really encouraged by my team... when clara got slightly sick the first night... the whole team was so concerned! we were ready to give up playing games to take care of her la! then when she went home to sleep... even though we were supposed to be listening to some briefing... the whole group ran out to see her off. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the games were super fun... even though they were disgusting. two games involved drinking pple's spit lor... haha but it didnt really matter. got good team spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah God answered loads of prayers this camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last night's worship... the night of my birthday. it was an awesome birthday present from God. its been so long... since i got really touched until like that by Him. two years like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now... the feeling now and from last year's camp is different. i'm not so much high and excited and all... i'm just quietly rejoicing in a way. experiencing God, quite controlled la. i'm not that high. i'm just happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113412801286225298?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113412801286225298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113412801286225298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113412801286225298' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113353206470116109</id><published>2005-12-02T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:01:04.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>helloooo... i'll be off to youth camp tmr! shall only be back on tues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh... tl... panic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113353206470116109?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113353206470116109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113353206470116109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113353206470116109' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113342977325787966</id><published>2005-12-01T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T17:36:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and once again hil has made the same mistake! ahhhhhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ATTENTION: hil has gotten her phone back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. went to rshl's blog... the first thing i saw... out of her 3 'rules'... aiyo... then i read her latest post. actually it was posted on 14th nov and i read it a few times alr... but dunno why when i read it again just now... hai. yesyes hil was touched. rshl i miss you! come back quick! hil needs you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to read sandy's blog. first time in like 2 months haha. and she's overseas. but sandy super cool dyed her hair RED! tsktsk why she never tell me. next hols then. dye my hair orange. yayy! oh sandy come back quick too... hil needs advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i miss 302. sounds weird but yeah. 302 is a fun class!!! all the outside class talks/discussions/debates/quarrels with dino and rshl... the fooling around w sandy, staying back with rshl and sandy to mug... making fun of jiaxi during class... haha! fun. hil doesnt mix around much though. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth camp is in 2 days... stress ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treasure your friends everybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113342977325787966?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113342977325787966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113342977325787966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113342977325787966' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113325025775349353</id><published>2005-11-29T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T15:44:17.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha just had band prac. fingers are dead. cos the ovation strings are so thin! oww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha its been a few days without a handphone! how has hil been coping? hil has been coping fine! life without a phone is good. yup. got used to it alr. can do all my stuff without distraction! only thing is that can't really sms. haha still life without a phone is fine. anyway i got 20+ numbers up there in my head alr. no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. i think last week there was this thing bout gepers in Today... letters written in and blah. rmb reading michqiu's letter and feeling stupid and immature after that. haha. but then like Today never publish anymore letters eh. so i thought the thing died down. then dunno how come suddenly pple start talking bout it again. then found michqiu's blog and some other guy's blog. wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the comments... watch gepers flame mainstreamers, mainstreamers flame gepers, gepers flame gepers... so many vulgarities! heehee my poor eyes. but just scrolling down the comments... haha got nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no worries though i remain neutral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113325025775349353?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113325025775349353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113325025775349353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113325025775349353' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6913874.post-113298711600808979</id><published>2005-11-26T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T14:38:36.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha well to all you pple out there who are feeling bored without a hil to sms, here's a meme! koped from mich lol. actually i'm doing this cos i'm bored as well. and i was quite amused haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha skip the first part it is too revealing... and its dangerous to post these kinda info on a public blog. tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have You Ever-&lt;br /&gt;Fallen for your best friend: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed someone who was just your friend: well... ya.&lt;br /&gt;Been rejected: i don't really think so?&lt;br /&gt;Been in love: yup i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Used someone: haha yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Cheated on someone: nope.&lt;br /&gt;Been cheated on: nope&lt;br /&gt;Done something you regret: ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you-&lt;br /&gt;Color your hair: no&lt;br /&gt;Have tattos: no&lt;br /&gt;If so how many: don't have lah.&lt;br /&gt;Have any peircings: nope.&lt;br /&gt;If so how many: don't have!&lt;br /&gt;Have a bf/gf: haha no.&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: yup nice powerful dark ones with no lightning.&lt;br /&gt;Ever get off the computer: ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you/Do you have-&lt;br /&gt;Considered a life of crime: yup.&lt;br /&gt;Considered being a hooker: wats a hooker?&lt;br /&gt;Coneidered being a pimp: haha nope not for me.&lt;br /&gt;Split personalities: err i've got a darker side&lt;br /&gt;Obsessions: GOD!&lt;br /&gt;Panic: yeah i think i have before&lt;br /&gt;Anxiety: yup.&lt;br /&gt;Depression/Considered suicide: ya i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now-&lt;br /&gt;Current clothes: giordano black me tee and my fav shorts which looks beachy.&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: um. i dunno. no particular mood. although slightly to the bad mood side.&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: messy. hil style.&lt;br /&gt;Current music: no music...&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance: no current annoyance. oh wait. not going to church.&lt;br /&gt;Current perfume/cologne: mei2you3&lt;br /&gt;Current thing you should be doing: reading/studying&lt;br /&gt;Current crush: don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite-&lt;br /&gt;Drink: cold water&lt;br /&gt;Color: orange, purple, lime green&lt;br /&gt;Candy: that willywonka nerds thingo that tiff bought for me&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: holland v. haha i know its 2years ago but i still like it.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: too many!&lt;br /&gt;Place: youthroom, gbroom, classroom, bedroom, toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Person to talk to: err God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your prefer-&lt;br /&gt;McDonalds or Burger King: macs although i like the buns in bk.&lt;br /&gt;Marry the Perfect Lover or the perfect friend: perfect lover. perfect friend is just... wrong. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Root Beer or Dr Pepper: root beer&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine or Rain: nice cool rain!&lt;br /&gt;Spring or Fall: hmm... i like both lah.&lt;br /&gt;Winter or Summer: haha if its too hot, winter. if its too cold, summer.&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla or Chocolate: chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;Snowboarding or Sking: snowboarding! looks cooler HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Lights on or off: off with a bright light source somewhere near but yet not too near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you-&lt;br /&gt;Understanding: hmms. i understand things fine... but emotions? why pple cry? haha NO.&lt;br /&gt;Open Minded: not really. don't think i am. more openminded than some, less openminded than most.&lt;br /&gt;Bad Tempered: i don't really think so.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive: haha nope!&lt;br /&gt;Bored Easily: hmm i think i might be?&lt;br /&gt;Sad: don't really feel anything right now. except vaguely badmoodish.&lt;br /&gt;Unique: yup definitely. never seen someone else like me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you like in a Girl/ Boy:&lt;br /&gt;Eyes: deep.Hair color: black&lt;br /&gt;Long or short hair: short haha.&lt;br /&gt;Height: taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Body Type: ABS. lol!&lt;br /&gt;Personality: yup God fearing, God loving, passionate christian! also nice guy lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random-&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe yourself: undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any Pets?: guineapig, a few fishes here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Have any siblings?: sister.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?: biochemist haha.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wanna get married and have kids?: that would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;What is your best physical Trait?: have no idea&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your personality?: can make pple laugh! yay!&lt;br /&gt;What words do you overuse: haha/hmms/lol&lt;br /&gt;Whats the most annoying thing about you: sometimes can be my laziness or when i start being irritating and commenting lamely on whatever you say. haha!&lt;br /&gt;End this survey with a quote: everybody eat your beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6913874-113298711600808979?l=starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113298711600808979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6913874/posts/default/113298711600808979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbo-with-a-hint-of-lemon.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113298711600808979' title=''/><author><name>D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
